"Master... Master, the power of fire won't consume too much energy, should we be worried about it losing control?" the Sword Spirit cautiously said, actually wanting to say it had eaten its fill.
"What grade is the power of fire? Do you think just this amount of energy would make it lose control? If I'm not mistaken, the possibility of advancement is greater." Though the pain was agonizing, Lin Tian's consciousness was exceptionally clear. At this moment, he was even more calm.
"What should we do then?" the Sword Spirit asked curiously.
With a determined gaze, Lin Tian said solemnly, "Since it wants to advance, I'll lend it a hand!"
Enduring the torment of pain, Lin Tian picked up the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, transforming pain into strength, and swung at the evil spirits at a faster pace. At this moment, the purple flames on the Heavenly Tribulation Sword were more fierce, and the flames extended over twice the length of the sword body.
