A bone-piercing sharpness spread throughout her body, yet it did not inflict the slightest fatal injury.
Jiang Lu immediately sat down cross-legged. The spiritual power she had been suppressing within her was instantly unleashed under the stimulation of those sword intents.
The spiritual power within her surged madly, rapidly circulating through her limbs and bones.
Suddenly, the wind around her ceased. The sword intents circling in the air no longer approached her, instead wandering continuously around her.
The spiritual power around Jiang Lu burst forth in an instant. Her inner spiritual power roiled, and with a soft pop from within her body, she officially entered the Middle Golden Core stage.
What followed was countless ancient and pure insights into the sword path, flooding into her mind along with the surging sword intents.
There was a fierce and tyrannical sword intent, advancing without hesitation in slaughter.
There was a light and graceful sword intent, darting through the void with nimble ease.
There was a calm and weighty sword intent, steadily defending against all techniques.
There was also a lofty and chilling sword intent, one that severed mortal ties and brought all things to extinction.
During the battle just now, these sword intents that had accumulated over thousands of years ceased to be aggressive killing moves. Under the clash with Qianming's sword intent, they became the purest power, washing over and tempering her sword heart again and again.
Jiang Lu closed her eyes, focused her mind, cast aside distracting thoughts, and completely opened her senses.
She quietly accepted the baptism of the sword intents filling the sky, allowing countless sword intents to circulate and merge around her.
The vague and shallow insights into the sword path within her heart gradually became clear under the nourishment of this vast sea of sword intents.