As he spoke, Su Shi'er's hand seals changed once more.
Surging True Yuan poured forth. In the blink of an eye, densely packed scriptures flickering with Buddhist light emerged around the spirit treasure Years Like a Shuttle before him.
Beneath the scriptures, waves of Demonic Qi churned below the six vigorous hour characters on the sword body, which had completely turned ink-black.
The seventh large character, originally bright red, had likewise been half-corroded by black Demonic Qi.
"Hmm? Th-this flying sword actually truly contains such astonishing Demonic Yuan?!!"
Xiao Wujian's pupils abruptly contracted, two flashes of shock passing through his eyes.
As a Spirit Severing stage cultivator, his knowledge was naturally far from ordinary.
The moment the Demonic Qi appeared, he immediately saw that the Demonic Qi itself did not seem particularly remarkable.
Yet as the Demonic Qi stirred, it was clearly connected to the immense, upright and vigorous power within the sword body.
If all that power was Demonic Yuan and Demonic Qi, then the nature of this flying sword would change at once!
When he finished speaking, Xiao Wujian looked again at Tan Taiqing beside him.
"Hmm? How could this be?"
Tan Taiqing, who had originally harbored dissatisfaction, examined Years Like a Shuttle anew. Her lovely brows drew together ever more tightly, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
The flying sword's condition had also exceeded her expectations.
Taking in their reactions, Su Shi'er spoke again. "Senior Tantai, if this junior's guess is correct, the most unusual thing about this flying sword is that it can only be used twelve times!"
"Each time it is used, one of the twelve hour characters upon it changes color."
"After twelve uses, the flying sword will undergo another transformation. Of course, that transformation is very likely... the sword's destruction?"
Tan Taiqing