"The Three-Meridian Divine Sword is powerful enough to inspire fear. However, relatively speaking, it's also exceedingly fragile. You mustn't let your Dao Body suffer too much damage. At the very least, you have to ensure that one meridian remains intact; otherwise, you won't even be able to condense it. And you absolutely cannot let someone destroy your Dao Body completely. Once you lose your Dao Body and escape as a phantom body, this sword embryo will be gone for good," Li Guxian warned me.
"Great power ultimately requires one to bear sufficiently great risks. It complements my most powerful Dao arts, and there's no doubt about that." I smiled faintly, then gently stroked the pale-black, translucent divine sword, whose markings resembled the veins of a leaf. I cherished it as dearly as I did my own body.
This was the sword-embryo divine sword I had condensed. Its shape was fairly conventional. The blade was neither thick nor thin, two fingers wide and four feet long—the most suitable length for me. The guard bore only simple decorations. The hilt was long enough for both hands to grip, with some room to spare. Unlike Li Guxian's sword, it was styled after a Tang sword: a swift sword among the green-edged blades, yet also a keen sword for cleaving. Overall, its surface area was certainly greater than Li Guxian's, conforming to the principles of volume.
"Yes, the sword embryo and the Dao Body coexist. As long as the Dao Body remains undestroyed, it can be reborn. But if the Dao Body perishes, then it will disperse after a single use..." Jiang Ruoyin sounded somewhat regretful.
"How could there be a divine sword without weaknesses? That's the price. It's similar to the Boundless in the old island master's hands, yet fundamentally different, because they