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That eight-armed Dharma Form, once as majestic as a mountain yet clumsy and cumbersome, became nimble and light after splitting apart.

Eight figures occupied eight positions, each unfolding a completely different sword technique in turn. Qin Wujiu had not even fully adapted to this brand-new power before he had already deduced countless variations of battle within the lake of his mind.

The Third Sword Master, Qin Yue, was steady as a mountain and suited for defense; the Seventh Sword Master, Qin Shuang, was swift as lightning and suited for offense; the Eleventh Sword Master, Qin Wujiang, was ghostly and unpredictable, perfect for surprise attacks. As for the remaining Sword Masters, some were fierce and forceful, some soft and sinister, some strange and bizarre, some upright and grand. Every one of them had been a towering figure in the sword path of their era.

When they formed a Sword Formation under Qin Wujiu's command and attacked at once, the crisscrossing sword light was enough to make any Cultivator of the same realm's scalp go numb.

Eight directions, eight principles of the sword, yet under the command of a single will, they formed a seamless whole, without a single flaw between offense and defense.

This alone multiplied Qin Wujiu's strength severalfold.

And that was not all.

The appearance of Myriad Transformations did not mean that enormous, majestic phantom of the Eight-Armed Rakshasa Sword Wraith had vanished.

Jiang Xuan could clearly sense that it still lay dormant deep within Qin Wujiu's sea of consciousness.

When the Myriad Transformations Sword Wraith fused into one, when the Sword Intent and sword principles of those eight sword techniques had been completely absorbed and merged, the Eight-Armed Rakshasa Sword Wraith would appear in the world once more.

And by then, it would no longer wield eight overlapping