"SWOOSH!"
"SWOOSH, SWOOSH!"
Numerous small swords, entirely black and adorned with brilliant, star-like specks, flew out from Shen Mo's sleeve, shooting towards Chen Mengze.
Chen Mengze, naturally, didn't believe Shen Mo intended to harm her, so she remained utterly composed, still savoring her spiritual tea, making no move to dodge or defend.
The small swords, resembling a sky full of stars on a dark night, circled her once before obediently coming to rest in front of her.
This is...
Chen Mengze put down her teacup and reached out to pick up one of the small swords.
Upon careful inspection, she found that these inch-long small swords were almost identical in design to the Dao swords Shen Mo used for his Sword Array.
The slight difference was that each of Shen Mo's Dao swords was high-grade Profound-level. Furthermore, having been constantly nourished by his 'Carefree' sword intent, they possessed a greater degree of spirituality than ordinary high-grade magic artifacts.
