Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo in confusion. He found it hard to imagine how a child Zhao Mu's age could possess such terrifying killing intent.
Killing intent was something mysterious and intangible, usually accumulated only through sufficient experience. How old was Zhao Mu?
However, since Sword Douluo was the one saying it, Ning Fengzhi naturally had no reason to doubt him.
"I find it difficult to believe as well. If my Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul were not especially sensitive to killing intent, I would not have noticed the immense killing intent hidden within him. It has yet to be fully unleashed and remains concealed deep within his body."
"So, Sword Uncle, just now..." Remembering Sword Douluo's earlier shudder, Ning Fengzhi continued.
A trace of confusion appeared on Sword Douluo's sharply defined face. "When my Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul sensed the killing intent within him, it actually trembled. It even developed fear toward him."
Ning Fengzhi stared at Sword Douluo in equal shock, as though he had just heard the most unbelievable thing imaginable.
As one of the continent's top-tier Tool Martial Souls, the Seven Kill Sword itself was synonymous with power. Yet Sword Douluo was now telling him that the Seven Kill Sword had actually developed fear toward a child?
Who would believe that if it got out?
Sword Douluo's gaze was even more complicated. In truth, there were some things he had not fully told Ning Fengzhi.
Aside from fear, the Seven Kill Sword seemed to have formed some kind of special resonance with Zhao Mu. It felt as though, if Zhao Mu needed it, the Seven Kill Sword would willingly allow itself to be wielded by him.
Could his Martial Soul really be used by someone else?
What a joke!
Zhao Mu knew nothing of