Zhang Guangmu had long known that Hans Dekson was a deeply scheming man. Not only did he habitually keep backup plans in this world, he did the same in other Subconscious Film Worlds as well.
Judging from the professionalism of the ice coffin and corpse-recovery team that had been sent away so quickly, Hans Dekson had probably prepared some means of "resurrection."
Even if the man came back to life, he still wouldn't be able to affect Zhang Guangmu in the slightest, but...
His head had been severed. If he could still be saved after being promptly frozen, that at least meant this world's medical technology was far more advanced than Zhang Guangmu had imagined.
Or perhaps...
The mysterious powers hidden within the countless strange Spirit Swords far exceeded his expectations.
"'Sword, Fame and Fortune' is absolutely not a Low-martial world!"
How could human swordsmiths create Spirit Swords that contained boundless, wondrous might?
It was an interesting subject.
Zhang Guangmu hoped he could find the answer before the film wrapped up.
As he went upstairs, a group of Little White Balls surrounded him, chattering about the literary duel from earlier.
"So what exactly is Brother Mu Zi's Spirit Sword Skill? The Mirage Sword is obviously a Water Spirit Sword, not a mental-type sword! I can't figure it out at all! I'm going crazy!"
"My guess is that it disintegrates the enemy's will to resist or erases their desire to live. Didn't you notice that both Shi Lie and Hans died at his hands without putting up any defense?"
"I feel like it might simply be overwhelming force—the vast Spirit Sword Power crushed all defenses and sealed the opponent's Spirit Sword Power, turning the enemy's Spirit Sword into a useless wooden stake!"
"No! This is what it looks like when sword