Two Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-First Chapter: Four Swords as One
At that moment, Ren once again experienced the sensation of his heart melding with killing intent as it inscribed the Four Zhu Xian Swords!
It felt as though he himself had become the incarnation of the Killing Dao! Especially as he stared at the phantom of the Killing Sword before him, it was as though he could command the incarnation of the Killing Dao!
"Ah..." Ren let out a long roar, and surging sounds of slaughter swept forth. He reached out and grasped, as though the Killing Dao of Heaven itself had been seized in his palm. "Zhu, Lu, Jue, Xian! Killing Swords, descend! Let the Killing Dao merge! Chaos Killing Sword, Killing Dao Demon God!"
The four swords transformed into four characters, each containing boundless slaughter. In the end, they merged into the character for kill, inscribing the character for Dao and forming a battered divine sword!
It was an ancient, broken sword, like an archaic divine blade that had been stored away for countless years. It seemed as though the slightest touch would cause it to shatter!
This broken sword was the Chaos Killing Sword that shocked everyone in the Primordial World! Or rather, it was the Chaos Spirit Treasure that everyone in the Primordial World yearned for!
Countless people desired it, and countless people watched it! Yet beneath their gazes, all they could sense was the evolution of endless slaughter!
However, some observant people noticed that this broken sword differed somewhat from the last time!
Take Minghe, for example. As one who cultivated the Killing Dao, he naturally understood what it meant for the Four Zhu Xian Swords to merge and evolve into the Chaos Killing Sword! Upon closer inspection, Minghe was struck dumb with shock.