The radiance emerged from the Heaven-reaching Gourd, as sword patterns involuntarily appeared one after another.
Wang Mu stood in silence, his Seven Emotions Sword Heart resonating within him. Time flowed away like water; the myriad emotions that could drive one mad washed over him without effect.
He did not know how much time had passed.
With a booming sound, the True Yang Star Flame gradually extinguished, and the small droplet flew out of the Heaven-reaching Gourd, returning to Wang Mu's hand.
BUZZING!
The moment Wang Mu opened his eyes, twelve identical Flying Swords emerged from the Sword Gourd. Their tips pointed at Wang Mu as they slowly converged around him.
Wang Mu was speechless.
The Flying Swords seemed to possess a spirit of their own as they pointed at Wang Mu.
Each one contained an extremely powerful force and radiated an overwhelming sword aura.
So powerful, Wang Mu thought, shivering inwardly after just one look.
