Jiang Huai stood up from Sword Mountain, and suddenly three swords glowing red, purple, and blue flew toward him.
Puzzled, Jiang Huai reached out. The three swords suddenly merged into one, becoming a sword of three colors. Seeing this, Jiang Huai was too lazy to waste any more time and grabbed the hilt directly with his right hand.
The moment Jiang Huai gripped the sword, countless pieces of information flooded into his mind. At the same time, knowledge of sword control also entered his mind.
Immediately afterward, a vast amount of primordial Soul Power poured into Jiang Huai's body. After his body reached a critical point, his Ash Ruins Dragon Abyss actually appeared on its own to protect its master.
Sharp sword qi blocked the Soul Power that still wanted to keep pouring in. Jiang Huai did not want to stay any longer either. If he stayed here another second, he might explode on the spot.
After Jiang Huai walked out, he discovered that the three Title Douluo of Vajra Hall, along with the Soul Douluo, had all knelt on one knee together. Jiang Huai was still confused when his grandfather walked out.
"Huai'er, do not be confused. They have already acknowledged you. Everything you did in the secret realm was seen by us. Your Sword Domain is very powerful, but you must remember not to grow complacent. The path of the sword is inexhaustible and endless. The road ahead is still very long."
Jiang Longyuan looked kindly at his grandson, and Jiang Huai also cupped his hands in salute. "Your grandson understands."
Jiang Longyuan stroked Jiang Huai's head and said, "You've reached rank sixty, haven't you? Grandpa will personally take you to hunt a soul ring now."
Hearing this, Jiang Huai straightened his messed-up hair and said, "Sure."
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