The Holy Lord departed, but the various Elders remained where they were, their eyes filled with intense greed. Such a peerless genius—they could only imagine what it would mean if they could take him on as a disciple.
Xing Mi stared at the three swords ahead, which were now enveloped in endless sword aura, completely obscuring Su Chen. She wanted to intervene but ultimately chose to let it be.
Inside the three swords, Su Chen sat cross-legged, sensing the dense sword aura surrounding him as he slipped into a profound state of enlightenment. The World-Slaughtering Sword Blood Wheel hovering above his head began to ravenously devour the surrounding sword aura, swirling like a vortex. Inside the Blood Wheel, the three illusory swords were being consumed, broken down, and reconstructed into an entirely new set of blades. These were the Three Slaughtering Swords—a trio of weapons forged entirely for destruction.
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