"Pervert!"
"Monster!"
Cries of surprise rang out one after another. The entire Sword-suppression Valley was completely shaken.
No one in the history of the Divine Land had ever achieved the fusion of three Sword Souls. If this was not a monster, then what was?
In the secret chamber, Jian Wushuang was a little confused after realizing that his three first-grade Sword Souls had completely fused into one.
"Fused?"
"It's so easy to fuse them?"
Jian Wushuang murmured, his eyes full of disbelief.
For others, it was impossible to achieve the fusion of Sword Souls, but for him, it was so easy.
There was only one thought in his mind. He tried to fuse the three Sword Souls according to this thought, and he succeeded.
It was very simple, very casual, and there was no obstruction at all. But for others, it was impossible.
"It's the Heavenly Creation Skill!"
Jian Wushuang had calmed down and understood what was going on.
The biggest difference between him and ordinary people was the Cultivation Method he practiced!
He practiced the Heavenly Creation Skill, which meant that he was an Inverse Cultivator!
An Inverse Cultivator went against the natural order and went against common sense.
Just when the three Sword Souls were fused, the Heavenly Creation Skill in his body ran involuntarily. All these signs showed that the fusion of his three Sword Souls had a lot to do with the Heavenly Creation Skill.
After understanding this, Jian Wushuang felt relieved.
The Heavenly Creation Skill was a Cultivation Method that defied the natural order. Once it was related to the Heavenly Creation Skill, anything impossible would become possible.
After the three Sword Souls were completely fused into one, the Sword Soul in Jian Wushuang's sea of consciousness was obviously bigger. Soon, the Sword Soul trembled violently and began to transform.
Yes, it was transforming!
The Sword Soul in the sea of consciousness had always been transparent and dreamy, like glass. But now, the color of the Sword Soul slowly changed. A layer of gold gradually appeared in the transparent part, just like Fo Yi, a newborn baby, putting on his first clothes.
This transparent Sword Soul also seemed to be wearing a robe. However, this robe was golden in color.
In just a moment, the transparent and dreamy Sword Soul in his sea of consciousness had transformed into a golden Sword Soul that emitted an endless amount of light.
At the same time, the huge Sword Soul Phantom behind Jian Wushuang began to transform after the three Sword Soul Phantoms merged into one.
Similar to the Sword Soul in his sea of consciousness, a layer of gold appeared on this Sword Soul Phantom and gradually covered its entire body.
The towering Sword Soul Phantom gradually solidified and turned into a Golden God of War. The size of the Golden God of War began to increase rapidly at this moment.
His body, which was originally a hundred feet tall, began to grow at an astonishing speed.
In the blink of an eye, it had already exceeded ten feet, and it was still rapidly increasing.
Ten Zhang! One hundred and twenty feet! One hundred and fifty feet!
Under the horrified gazes of many sword experts in Sword-suppression Valley, the already towering golden god of war continued to grow larger.
In the end, the Golden God of War only calmed down when it reached a height of 180 feet.
"Eighteen zhang!"
"Eighteen Zhang Sword Soul Phantom!"
"Golden Sword Soul Phantom?"
"What, what the hell is this?"
Shock! Dumbfounded!
These sword experts were all in a daze and could not believe what they had seen.
Even if the Sword Soul Phantom was a first-grade Sword Soul, 100 feet was the limit!
Moreover, the Sword Soul Phantom was a Phantom. In other words, it was just a shadow and was generally gray.
But what was happening in front of them completely defied common sense.
A 180 Zhang tall Sword Soul Phantom, moreover, it was a golden Sword Soul Phantom. Clearly, this was no longer the first-grade Sword Soul they knew.
This Golden Sword Soul that was 180 feet tall had already exceeded the scope of a first-grade Sword Soul!
"Beyond the First Grade?" Many Sword Principle experts murmured.
The 180 feet tall golden Sword Soul Phantasm appeared in the sky. Its eyes, which were originally tightly closed, suddenly opened at this moment. A majestic Sword Essence flashed across its eyes.
Rumble ~ ~ ~ A supreme Sword Essence rose from the Golden Sword Soul Phantom. This Sword Essence was even stronger than that of the Heart-killing Sword, and it swept out with an unstoppable force.
In an instant, it swept over many sword experts in Sword-suppression Valley.
Surging Sword Insight assaulted their faces, and it caused these experts of the Sword Dao to be unable to help but reveal expressions of shock. All of their countenances turned ghastly pale, and some even directly spat out blood at this moment while their figures retreated explosively repeatedly.
The terrifying Sword Essence, with a kind of transcendence and a will that was above all things in the world, swept across the universe.
And the next moment …
Ang! Ang! Ang! Ang! Ang!
A series of shrill and harsh sword cries sounded from every corner of Sword-suppression Valley.
These sword hums came from the swords in the hands of the Sword Dao experts present.
Previously, these magic swords merely bowed to the Heart-killing Sword. But now, under the gaze of the 180-feet-tall Golden Sword Soul Phantom, they began to bow.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Clang! All the magic swords in Sword-suppression Valley ignored their masters and even ignored the space of the Interspatial Ring, and directly rushed out toward the Golden Sword Soul Phantom.
Thousands of swords, like locusts, were densely packed, covering the sky and the earth. They shone with gorgeous colors and surrounded the Golden Sword Soul Phantom.
Then, a supreme Sword Essence swept out from the Golden Sword Soul Phantom.
Hualala ~ ~ ~ The thousands of swords instantly fell to the ground, and the shrill and ear-piercing cries of the swords soared into the heavens.
Like a celestial sound, it shook the firmament and the universe.
…
Far behind the Divine Land, on the Nanyang Continent, Jian Wushuang's hometown.
In a cave mansion in the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
A middle-aged man in an ordinary gray robe suddenly raised his head. Although he was hundreds of millions of miles away, he seemed to be able to see everything that happened in Sword-suppression Valley clearly through the vast Divine Land.
"Congratulations from thousands of swords, the strongest Sword Soul!"
"No wonder he is the successor chosen by that person. In this place, at such a young age, he has already achieved the strongest Sword Soul. It will not be difficult for him to enter the strongest Sword Principle in the future."
The middle-aged man smiled faintly. He turned his hand, and an object appeared in his hand.
It was a gray stone bead the size of a baby's fist, exuding a strange aura.
If Jian Wushuang were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this gray stone bead was exactly the same as the mysterious stone bead in his body that was given to him by the Heavenly Creation Skill.
"It seems that I have to find a chance to give this to him."
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