"Sword, come!"
Following Li Mo's low shout, the courtyard descended into brief silence before dense dragon roars filled the air, the Sword Intent ready to explode forth.
The tide of the deceitful objects paused for half a breath and then, by some unspoken agreement, surged toward the courtyard where Li Mo stood.
"Bring more, hahahahaha."
Li Mo could sense the restless stirring of the Symbiotic Dharma Body; perhaps the key for the body's promotion to the Five Qi Period lay within the sea of Sword Ghosts scattered across the ground.
The group of Sword Cultivators all turned their eyes toward Li Mo.
They had some intent to challenge him, eager to see the means wielded by the rumored Innate Immortal Seed. Their expressions showed unyielding solemnity.
The Sword Cultivators were well aware of Li Mo's involvement in the affairs of the Tomb Sword Tomb.
In truth, the news of Li Mo becoming the chief of the Great Sun Sword Tomb had already spread far and wide.
