Jiang Ding stared at the Blood Dao sword puppet before him.
It still bore Blood River King's appearance and retained all of Blood River King's memories.
In its heart, it was Blood River King himself—a king-grade escaped slave of the human race, fleeing and recuperating. During that process, it had encountered a fortuitous opportunity and obtained a Sword Dao Heritage, greatly increasing its strength.
No one had participated in this process, and the ancient secret realm where it obtained the Sword Dao Heritage truly existed.
If anyone became suspicious and investigated, they would likewise be able to find the remnants of that ancient secret realm.
"Self-inspection..."
Jiang Ding's divine sense swept through it.
Within Blood River King's body, its flesh was saturated with dense Gold Element Sword Dao aura. Strands of blood-gold networks spread throughout its bones and flesh, adding an inexplicable aura to its Flesh and Blood Body.
The blood-gold aura was most concentrated within Blood River King's spine.
Its bones had, at some unknown point, become a sword—a bone sword steeped in Blood Qi and entwined with golden threads!
"Self-inspection complete."
Jiang Ding murmured, and his figure gradually vanished.
Who knew how long had passed.
Blood River King slowly awoke.
At first, his gaze was somewhat stiff and dazed, but it immediately recovered in the next instant, revealing wild delight.
"The Void Heaven Blood Bone Sword Scripture has finally been cultivated!"
Blood River King threw back his head and laughed. "Though I am but a slave of a lowly race, I was born with tremendous fortune, with fortuitous encounters never ceasing! Magic Mountain, you dog, I will surely kill you and slaughter the Magic Rock Tribe!"
"However, Magic Mountain is merely a first-grade slave."
"If I want to become a Great Emperor, I must still find a