Watching the Life-Bound Treasure Spirit gradually take form above Fang Wang's head, a look of disappointment flashed across the Sword Saint's eyes.
It was not a sword, what a pity!
Yet, thinking of his impending limit, the Sword Saint's gaze dimmed again; he already had no other choice.
He stood upon the lake surface, quietly gazing at Fang Wang.
As the Life-Bound Treasure Spirit grew increasingly tangible, the imposing aura it radiated gradually grew stronger as well, drawing overcast clouds to shroud the sky and rapidly transforming them into thunderclouds amid rumbling peals of thunder.
In the distance, those sword cultivators comprehending the Sword Dao on the lake surface all raised their heads, confusion etched across every one of their faces.
Little Purple looked up, seeing the celestial phenomena changing, and worry surfaced within its snake eyes; it feared the commotion was too great and would draw trouble.
Right at that moment, it felt an unimaginable pressure assault it from behind, and when it turned its head to look, its snake eyes widened.
It saw the Sword Saint raise his right hand, whereupon streaks of sword shadows rose from behind the thick fog in the distance. Gazing as far as the eye could see, this lake region was surrounded by countless sword shadows, forming a sword formation whose sword shadows erupted with sword qi to create a curtain of sword qi that isolated the entire area.
"No need to worry, I am guarding the array for him."
The Sword Saint's voice arrived, and upon hearing it, Little Purple instantly relaxed a breath.
Wait!
He was conversing with me?
Little Purple tightened all over in fright, growing even more wary of the Sword Saint.
Fang Wang heard the Sword Saint's words, and his heart also settled; if the other party harbored