Fuxi Black Sand!
Looking at the sandy soil beneath the sword edge, Chen Sanshi confirmed again and again that it was precisely the Golden Body Spiritual Material he had been seeking all this time.
He did not rashly approach. Instead, he suppressed his joy and shifted his gaze back to the sword edges.
These twelve flying swords had already reached the Spiritual Treasure grade. They were embedded crookedly in the soil, their spiritual light swirling around them while wisps of Yin Sha Qi seeped from their blades.
"Save me!"
"Save me!"
Faint cries for help sounded out.
"They're coming from inside these swords."
Chen Sanshi frowned. Dragon Abyss Sword silently appeared in his hand again as he vigilantly watched the changes ahead.
Streams of Black Mist rose above the flying swords, gradually condensing into human shapes. They tried to soar into the sky, only to be trapped by chains extending from the sword blades. Unable to break free, they let out agonized wails.
After several fruitless struggles, these vicious-looking remnant souls turned their gazes toward the two living people before them.
Chen Sanshi could actually see intense anticipation in their eyes.
"Choose me!"
A cultivator remnant soul with a hook nose patted his chest and said, "Take me with you! I'm their senior brother, the strongest in the sword path!"
"Bullshit!"
Another square-faced cultivator cursed, "I was the sword path champion among the previous generation of disciples!"
"What use is being champion?!"
A one-armed remnant soul spoke up as well. "If I hadn't been injured back then, when would it have been your turn?!"
He shouted at the two of them, "Choose me! I'm the one with the deepest comprehension of the sword path. I can definitely teach you an excellent disciple!"
Watching the numerous Nascent Soul remnant souls argue