But even so, that was no reason for this group to seize Xiao Zhao's body.
Thinking of how they called themselves twelve people, Ding Ling was reminded of the scene in Sword Scorpion's memories and could not help but shout:
"Are you the Twelve Sword Hosts?!"
"That's right."
Xiao Zhao's voice suddenly changed, as if twelve people were speaking at once:
"We are the Sword Hosts of the twelve swords in the Sword Pool!"
"If you are the Twelve Sword Hosts, why are you forcibly seizing someone else's body?!"
"Heaven and earth have undergone a great change. Only through this could we Twelve Sword Hosts escape the Sword Pool and achieve our true selves!"
The Twelve Sword Hosts spoke simultaneously, their voices rumbling like thunder exploding in the distance:
"When we were about to achieve our true selves, this person possessing the perfect Supreme Sword Bone suddenly appeared in the Sword Pool. Clearly, this must be a fated connection bestowed by the heavens! How could we miss it?
"Now our sword intent, Sword Mind, and sword qi are engraved in this woman's bones, meridians, and dantian. Our true selves have also merged into her Sea of Consciousness!
"We Twelve Sword Hosts are the Xiao Zhao in your heart, and Xiao Zhao is us! Why must you treat us like strangers?"
"Bullshit!"
Ding Ling shouted angrily:
"Shameless!"
Boom!
Ding Ling abruptly unleashed the Emotionless Path of the Supreme Sword Dao!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Countless Mental Killing Swords gathered into a river of swords. Fueled by Ding Ling's fortyfold amplification, it was like the Milky Way cascading down from the Ninth Heaven. In an instant, it surged before Xiao Zhao!
Just as it was about to engulf Xiao Zhao, the Twelve Sword Hosts shouted:
"Heaven and Earth, Only I Exist!"
Xiao Zhao