These twelve flying swords were clearly not a matched set of magical artifacts, but twelve genuine flying swords. As they flew through the air, they constantly shifted positions, arriving before Wei Suo from all directions in an instant.
This method of controlling flying swords was likely an ancient sect's sword formation technique. It was even more formidable than the dual flying sword arts used to control two flying swords.
This red-robed cultivator was dressed in the standard fashion of cultivators from the northern Tianxuan Continent. Wei Suo had long heard that cultivators from the north of the Tianxuan Continent, where the living conditions were harshest, generally possessed cultivation and divine abilities a full tier above cultivators from other regions. Now, it seemed that was indeed true.
A random cultivator had rushed over, yet the moment he acted, he had displayed such an exceedingly rare method of controlling flying swords.
Moreover, every one of these black flying swords possessed at least the power of a Low-grade Spirit Artifact. It was equivalent to deploying twelve spirit artifacts in one move—truly astonishing.
But to the current Wei Suo, such power naturally amounted to nothing at all.
Puff!
Wei Suo merely reached out and beckoned. A stream of bluish-black, crystal-like radiance surged forth, and with a grasp of the Profound Fiend Ghost Claw, all twelve black flying swords had their power directly snuffed out and were seized before Wei Suo.
"Ah!"
At the sight, the red-robed cultivator, who had initially intended to casually kill Wei Suo, realized that he had kicked an iron plate. His face immediately filled with utter terror.
This man's divine abilities are so formidable. His spells alone possess power above the Dao Tier—he must be a Great Golden Core cultivator concealing his aura. The two cultivators who had been pursuing