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"So that's how it is. Those three waves of light can absorb the energy of Spirit Patterns from sword techniques to strengthen themselves. They can also condense those Spirit Patterns into tangible blade light. It seems they even carry a trace of the power of time."
Qin Fengming's eyes widened, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face as he murmured.
What had he seen? The Spirit Patterns condensed into sword blades seemed to have lost some of their spirituality. Bound together, they formed a thin blade. The Spirit Patterns condensed into that sword blade were easily activated, yet the sharp power they revealed was even more formidable than that of the Pure Radiance Sword.
The sword blade shot through the air, seemingly crossing through space and time. It flashed past with a howl and struck the colossal peak in the distance.
Under the slash of a blade light only several dozen zhang long, that towering peak was actually split in two as easily as a massive block of tofu.
Only upon seeing this did Qin Fengming suddenly realize that the half-mountain in the Qiuren Mountain area had not been a peak whose half had been destroyed. Rather, it had been cleaved in two by a sword blade containing the energy of the Blade of Time, then separated by Jianyuanzi using a divine ability.
A colossal peak over a thousand zhang tall had been effortlessly split apart by a single Spirit Pattern sword blade, yet it had not collapsed. In the past, Qin Fengming absolutely