Vast Earth Ancestor concentrated all his essence, energy, and spirit upon the longsword in his hand, and his entire aura changed in an instant. Even the wounds on his arm were no longer something Vast Earth Ancestor had the mind to suppress.
The Sword Qi clinging to his wounds tore them open once more, blood flowing without cease, yet Vast Earth Ancestor seemed not to feel it at all. Huo Hai carefully studied Vast Earth Ancestor's face. At some unknown point, his already aged visage had become even older. Wrinkles surfaced one after another, and age spots spread across his body, making him look like tree bark.
Huo Hai narrowed his eyes. He understood what Vast Earth Ancestor meant by his strongest sword. Vast Earth Ancestor had not only gathered all his strength, but had also used a secret technique to burn away every last drop of his life force.
As a Ninth-Level Spirit Emperor, his life force was immensely powerful. Though it could not compare with Huo Hai's, it was still far beyond that of ordinary people. This sword was absolutely incomparable to his previous attacks, and Huo Hai did not dare let down his guard.
He fully stirred his spiritual energy, and a streak of Sword Qi blazing with purple light erupted from his longsword. After eight fusions, Huo Hai could no longer unleash multiple streams of Sword Qi; he had only one stream left. As for the ninth fusion, even Huo Hai did not know where to begin.
But with only one sword, Huo Hai could naturally bring it to its utmost limit. It seemed as though a long time had passed, but in truth, only an instant had gone by. Vast Earth Ancestor's body now looked like little more than skin stretched over bones. Other than