章 863: The Fragrance of a Sword

"Apart from the undying god consciousness, there's still divine arts like the Sword Dao and creation."

Mahakala continued to inspect the sword picture with a smile of rumination on his face.

Black aura entered and exited the black sun on the back of his head. The black aura was the source of the darkness that stretched for thousands of miles around Mahakala's surroundings.

"Yet what's peculiar is that beings of the god realm cannot trigger his undying god consciousness, nor sense his Sword Dao and creation's level of cultivation. His divine art was only targeted at divine arts practitioners. We are unable to sense his paths, skills, and divine arts, and only looking at it with the naked eye would make it difficult for us to be able to comprehend the essence of his divine art."