Jiang Ding took out his Natal Flying Sword—the pitted, battered Supreme Clarity Flying Sword, so damaged it was nearly shattered beyond repair.
Sword Qi bloomed between his fingers as he lightly cut open his wrist, letting drops of blood flow out and fall onto the Eighth Order Sword Embryo, the Sword of Destruction.
This was not ordinary blood, but essence blood.
Refining a defeated opponent's flying sword followed principles similar to refining a Natal Flying Sword—it was a process of bringing a dead sword back to life.
As Jiang Ding's essence blood, infused with the will of the Materialistic Solar Sword Soul, dripped onto the Lightning Destruction Sword Embryo, threads of deep blue light began to emerge from the dead embryo.
Terrifying auras of destruction surfaced one after another, spreading throughout the Great Sun Heavenly Pool and making all Great Sun laws tremble.
The entire Great Sun Heavenly Pool shook violently. Earthquakes, gales, dark clouds, and other chaotic phenomena appeared in many places as the laws composing the Great Sun Heavenly Pool fell into disorder.
The essence of the Eighth Order Sword Embryo was beginning to revive!
"Sword Son!"
"Whom did you kill...?"
Yue's voice appeared, trembling slightly.
As an ancient being possessing great spirituality, she had always remained unmoved by waves and storms. She had accompanied generation after generation of Great Sun Sword Sons and Great Sun Sword Masters, witnessed the rise and fall of countless sects, the flourishing and deaths of innumerable geniuses and heroes. There had seemed to be nothing new beneath the heavens and across the realms.
But today, she could no longer maintain her calm.
"Yue, it was a fellow Daoist."
Jiang Ding laughed heartily.
As his essence blood continued to flow, his face gradually turned pale, yet his eyes remained bright and piercing.
"Yue."