Fifth floor of the Sword Tower, beside a sword rack.
Song Changming held the silver handle tightly, but did not take down this Spirit Saber.
At the same time as the sword stimulated his strongest Sword Intent, he felt as if he held the end of a rope, restraining a terrifying and rampaging Fierce Beast.
He was teetering on the edge of losing control.
During this process, Song Changming could sense that the Spirit Body in his Nether Sea was being eroded and depleted.
This terrifying Fierce Beast hidden deep within the blade was devouring his Sword Intent and gnawing at his spiritual will!
Demon Saber? Demon Saber?
Song Changming never expected such an ominous weapon among Emperor Yun's many collections.
Song Changming took a deep breath, his eyes focused, and illusions sprang to life before him.
The handle in his hand no longer felt like a handle, but like the horn of a pitch-black, shapeless monster.
The two sides were engaged in fierce and intense struggle.
Roar!
