Faced with this situation, they had two choices: stay as far away as possible, because once people started fighting over an opportunity or a Spirit Treasure, blades had no eyes, and they might die without knowing how; or charge straight in and hope the Spirit Treasure took a liking to them. Even if they managed to claim it, though, there was no telling whether they would live long enough to keep it.
Yan Qingsui already had the Profound Abyss Sword, so he had no designs on another sword. He would not mind getting a few more treasures to upgrade it, though. As a Sword Cultivator, he had poured everything he owned into the Profound Abyss Sword over the years and had long since become penniless.
Just then, a Divine Dragon Phantom burst from the sea. Its vast, imposing form circled overhead as Mighty Pressure descended across heaven and earth. Cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation were swallowed by the phantom in an instant. Most of the rest turned pale and spat blood.
Yan Qingsui was neither particularly close to Tao Doudou nor far from her. At once, he raised the Profound Abyss Sword against the fierce Mighty Pressure. Hearing its low hum, he grew even more excited and murmured, "Settle down. Look at that one—it can already use Sword Spirit Manifestation. With your little frame, don't go joining the commotion."
The Divine Dragon Phantom had risen from the deep sea. As a Sword Cultivator, Yan Qingsui recognized it immediately as Sword Spirit Manifestation. A sword spirit this formidable meant the Spirit Sword beneath the sea could only be stronger still.
Yan Qingsui glanced at Tao Doudou. Worried her slight frame could not withstand the Mighty Pressure, he deliberately shielded her behind him. But the girl stubbornly poked her head out, swordlight