Zhou Zhong merely sneered and handed the longsword over.
He was not afraid of Ji Jue's little hands getting dirty again. In fact, he hoped Ji Jue would steal this sword right in front of him—I won't say a word, but then you'll get a taste of Heavenly Hearing's power!
Unfortunately, Ji Jue's hands and feet were clean as death this time.
Careful and cautious, as though treading on thin ice.
With a soft clang, lightning flared through the empty room, and Floating Light shimmered in the darkness.
From the void, a brilliant radiance leaped forth, clear and bright, light as a flying bird.
The longsword had no edge, rough and heavy. Threads of Ink Color flowed along its ridge, winding around the blade in misty, illusory swirls. Countless scenes appeared and vanished within it like phantoms, impossible to discern clearly. Yet in a fleeting glimpse, one could behold heaven collapsing and earth splitting apart.
Its hilt was five inches long, its blade three feet. It weighed nine clangs, three jin and twelve liang.
At the utmost of length and the pinnacle of weight, it could be judged superior craftsmanship.
The instant it fell into his hand, the records in the copy of Sword Appraisal Discourse Professor Ye had once tossed him surfaced in his mind. As his fingers swept over the sword ridge, he could feel the stern Aura contained within.
Within the Cosmos Framework, with three above and six below, encompassing blue skies and yellow springs, the divine essence of the Twelve Supreme Goodnesses was complete, without a single weakness. Within it, numerous concise and distinct Spiritual Substance sequences had fused into one, flawless and seamless.
At its core, the Heavenly Origin Path commanded Ether, Mirror, and Waste Ruins.
Every Blessing used was a rare treasure of the