Ye Han did not dwell on the matter for long. After all, everything happening before him had already exceeded the bounds of his imagination.
Buzzz!!!
Before he could even think it through, tiny cracks began appearing on the mysterious Three Swords Child fruit in his hand, as though it might dissolve into wisps of smoke and drift away at any moment!
"What should I do?" Alarmed, Ye Han opened his mouth without hesitation and sucked in sharply.
Hisss!!
A mass of gas shimmering with spirit light instantly enveloped the Three Swords Child fruit, then darted into his mouth like a nimble little snake.
In an instant, astonishing sword qi surged in like a tide, so powerful it was suffocating. It rushed straight into Ye Han's mouth and rampaged wildly within, crashing against everything in its path.
In the blink of an eye, terrifying sword qi enveloped Ye Han from head to toe. He was like a sword drawn from its sheath, radiating an incomparably fierce presence.
Yet an even more astonishing scene followed. Amid a low humming sound, he clearly felt the nascent soul in his abdomen suddenly tremble violently and release dazzling bursts of spirit light. As though alive, that light actively absorbed the mysterious aura coming from the Sword-Qi Fruit.
"Why is this happening?" Ye Han sank into deep bewilderment.
By all rights, his physical body should have absorbed this aura and transformed it into his own sword intent, or used it to cultivate swordsmanship that would shock the world.
But now, his nascent soul was actually absorbing the Sword-Qi Fruit's aura. This was simply inconceivable! Could something called a "sword-intent spirit root" really exist?
If such a thing truly existed, what would it look like?
Faced with this bizarre situation, Ye Han had no way of knowing