The Purple Sword possessed the innate Nine-Sons Passage and stood at the head of all dharma swords. It could be wielded as it pleased throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths, and even had an endless supply of energy to draw upon.
The Little Heavenly Sword was the foremost of all worldly swords. Although it existed only as a sword spirit, it was already unimaginably powerful. If it could be fitted into the Great Heavenly Sword, then nothing in the Nine Heavens could currently stand against it.
So unless the Illusory Radiant Treasure could possess special abilities surpassing those of the two swords, forging it into something like the Immortal-Slaying Sword would only make it a substitute for that sword. In the end, it could never surpass its predecessor.
That was also why I had been struggling and had yet to begin. Where could I find abilities no weaker than the Nine-Sons Passage and the Heavenly Sword's sword spirit, then seal them into the Illusory Radiant Treasure?
In the study interface, facing a huge pile of memorials, even my scalp went numb. Once war broke out, all these matters had multiplied as well. Many major affairs needed my approval.
Of course, I would have to rest for a while before handling these memorials. This battle had exhausted me far more than I had imagined.
I sat down on the terrace and released the Black Dragon and the Azure Ox.
The corporeal forms of these two divine beasts were already hanging by a thread. It would probably take several years for them to recover. Divine beasts were not like ordinary immortals who could recover after swallowing a single immortal pill. Back then, even Kunpeng had needed a very long time to recover.
Xia Ruize and Li Poxiao naturally cared about these