Devoured the sword.
Su Chen was certain that with "Divine Demon Body Refinement," he could potentially advance by one level.
At this moment, Su Chen could distinctly feel his body, his physical body, yearning for this sword, as if he were a starving demon beast, eager to devour it directly.
"Hahaha... Hahahahaha..." Hearing this, Ke Wuxin was initially stunned, then burst into laughter, "You want this sword?!"
Ke Wuxin raised an eyebrow, the disdain at the corner of his mouth rippling strongly.
"Are you worthy?" Ke Wuxin abruptly restrained his smile, enunciating each word slowly.
The words fell.
Suddenly.
Ke Wuxin's wrist shook.
Instantly, millions of sword techniques rippled out.
The sword intent manically gathered momentum, roaring like a tsunami.
The strange and complex sword momentum screamed.
Above Imperial Heart Plaza, at this moment, countless Sons of the Emperor's faces changed dramatically, their mouths agape in shock.
