Buzzz!
In an instant, a sword cry like a dragon's roar erupted from the Fengyun Immortal Sword!
The sword cry shook the heavens!
A Spirit Entity abruptly emerged from the Fengyun Immortal Sword!
"Ah! That's the sword spirit! I never imagined the Fengyun Immortal Sword's spirit was still here!"
At the sight of that illusory Spirit Entity, Elder Xuanji cried out in excitement.
A sword spirit-the spirit of the sword itself!
Even the sword spirit of an ordinary divine weapon was extraordinarily powerful, let alone the spirit of the Fengyun Immortal Sword, a true immortal sword!
Although the Fengyun Immortal Sword's spirit was now only an illusory Spirit Entity, she still radiated an aura that could sweep all beneath heaven before it. Her terrifying pressure bore down upon the entire small world.
Instantly, every living creature within this small world sensed the terrifying majesty of the Fengyun Immortal Sword's spirit!
Countless powerful demon beasts were crushed beneath the sword spirit's aura, prostrating themselves in terror, their eyes filled with fear.
Beneath the boundless desert, across the endless wasteland, and deep within the Extreme Cold Snowfield, countless demon beasts trembled in horror, as though they had all sensed the threat of death.
In a palace carved out of the abyss beneath the Extreme Cold Snowfield, black-robed men wearing ghost masks also sensed the sword spirit's aura, and their hair stood on end.
The various spirit swords they carried trembled uncontrollably, as though trying to break free!
"What's going on?"
"Could this terrifying aura mean a Great Emperor has descended?"
On an ice-carved dragon throne in the center of the hall, a Ghost-Faced Man clad in a black dragon robe looked toward the sky in alarm.
The moment he spoke, ranks of ghost-faced men under his command dropped to their knees.
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