The Spirit Ring before his eyes.
Had long surpassed any age that could be judged by ordinary colors.
It was crystal-clear throughout, faintly flowing with the radiance of various attributes. Its surface was further branded with the patterns of Twelve Sword Feathers.
Yet.
Compared to that magnificent Spirit Ring.
Li Zhexian's gaze was seized by the twelve floating feathers, his pupils contracting slightly.
"Is this... a Spirit Bone?!"
He raised a hand.
With a hint of probing intent.
His fingertips lightly touched the Twelve Sword Feathers.
In an instant.
Before Li Zhexian's astonished eyes.
The Twelve Sword Feathers turned into streams of light and shot toward the spine on his back, instantly sinking into it.
"Gah..."
A piercing explosion of cracking bones suddenly burst from within Li Zhexian's body.
The Twelve Sword Feathers seemed to possess life. They actually combined into a vertebra, carrying an unstoppable sharp force as they tried to forcibly replace his original spine!
Li Zhexian's face turned deathly pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans burst from his temples.
He clenched his teeth, his jaw creaking.
A tearing agony swept through his entire body from his back, nearly suffocating him.
Abruptly.
The Azure Lotus Sword Mark appeared on his forehead.
Sword qi of ultimate sharpness surged from the surface of his body.
Sssh—!
The skin on Li Zhexian's neck was pierced by invisible sword qi, blood seeping out in vivid droplets.
Under the impact of sword qi from both within and without, his own spine gradually revealed the outline of a sword.
It was as though his entire body was about to transform into a world-shocking sword drawn from its sheath.
The Twelve Sword Feathers could no longer replace the "Sword Bone" born within Li Zhexian himself.
Instead, traces of the Twelve Sword Feathers'