บท 910: The Amorous Swordsman with the Merciless Sword

A sword's consciousness burst forth from the Amorous Douluo's body, shocking the very heavens. He had suppressed it for a long time now, and when it appeared, it felt as though it dominated the whole world and looked down on all creation. The powerful sword's will even dispersed the seven-colored miasma. A beam of sunlight shined through the rift of the miasma and into the valley.

Standing at the back, Ye Xinglan felt the Amorous Duoluo's sword's consciousness and her eyes lit up immediately. Her martial soul was also a sword, and to see an expert's sword's consciousness would be immensely helpful for her own cultivation.

"Three hundred-thousand-year spirit creatures," said the purple-robed man through gritted teeth.