Bang...!!
A tremendous clash of metal and stone jolted everyone out of their daze.
Above the Sword Platform, another enormous crescent-shaped sword light appeared over Lü Daoxuan's head, sixteen ancient swords suspended behind him, and forcibly blocked a blow from the Eastern Emperor Bell's phantom image.
Everyone's gaze fell upon those ancient swords.
"Tai'a, Ya Jiu, Chixiao, Moye, Jueque... these-none of these immortal swords are phantom images of divine intent. They are actual immortal weapons that have been forged!"
After probing each immortal sword with his divine sense, Jiang Fu of the Ziyang Sect spoke with some loss of composure.
Although all sixteen immortal swords depicted on the Spirit Bone Stele had been lost, many of the moonlight stones in his possession had preserved their auras and appearances.
That was also why he could recognize them at a glance.
Knowing little about these immortal swords, Jiang Shuoxue asked Jiang Fu beside her in puzzlement:
"These immortal swords reforged through Sword-Forging Swordsmanship aren't the same things as those ancient divine weapons anymore, are they?"
Jiang Fu shook his head.
"These ancient immortal swords were originally nothing more than pictures on the Spirit Bone Stele."
"The ones you know of were actually forged by people of later generations, too."
"And for Azure Profound Sect sword cultivators who possess the Taixuan Sect's Sword-Forging Swordsmanship inheritance, as long as they can find sufficient materials, they can use themselves as furnaces to forge those sixteen immortal swords on the Spirit Bone Stele."
"The only difference is their rank."
"Only the most perfect among them can be called ancestral swords."
At this point, Jiang Fu's expression suddenly sharpened, and he continued:
"But the auras of these sixteen immortal swords Lü Daoxuan has forged are in no way inferior to those ancient immortal swords I saw within