Zhao Fu looked at the 100 people in the lake. Their eyes were tightly shut and had fallen asleep. Their bodies and souls were all being corroded by that terrifying killing intent. Now, all Zhao Fu could do was wait.
At that moment, Zhao Fu took out millions of different swords that he had prepared earlier. The lowest grade was gold grade, and with Zhao Fu's resources that spanned a few worlds, this was no problem at all.
Zhao Fu stabbed all of the swords around the lake, and together with the grass, lake, and blue sky, they formed a grand scene.
These swords were all for those who went into Sword Obsession. Those in Sword Obsession definitely needed a sword, and the swords left here would also be invaded by the killing intent, turning them into swords of killing. This would make it easier for them to fuse with those who went into Sword Obsession.