"If I can obtain the inheritance, forget one sword strike—even ten..."
Although he was amazed that the giant sword could suppress the bloodline inheritance of the Golden Crow Great Emperor, Jin Shanshan wasn't stupid. He immediately agreed without hesitation.
"Excellent. You said it yourself, so I'm starting now."
The giant sword spoke with satisfaction, then struck Jin Shanshan with a single slash.
The strike was as swift as a shooting star. Jin Shanshan didn't even have time to react before it cleaved through his body. And that wasn't all. In the very next instant, the giant sword went "whoosh" and slashed at Jin Shanshan's soul.
Jin Shanshan was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out. His soul visibly weakened, and at that moment, he felt as though he would die in the next instant.
And he was right. If not for the extraordinary encounter awaiting him, those two slashes from the giant sword would really have cost him his life.
"What are you standing there like an idiot for? Go over there, accept the inheritance, and reshape your body."
Seeing Jin Shanshan frozen like an idiot, the giant sword snapped in exasperation.
It had to be said, to help Jin Shanshan cut away everything that didn't belong to the Golden Crow Clan, the giant sword had expended a considerable amount of its source power. If it wanted to recover that power through time alone, it would take at least ten thousand years.
So it was hardly in a good mood.
Of course, the giant sword wasn't helping Jin Shanshan for nothing. The sword strike it had asked for would let it drink the blood of a Pure-blooded Golden Crow, which would bring it immense benefits.
But all of that depended on Jin Shanshan obtaining the Golden Crow