One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques. However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed...
What's up with this Ghost Head Blade?
This isn't a pillar at all, but a ten-meter-long sword!
"Tsk, see, it's indeed a sword," Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet said calmly—it knew that Song Shuhang's quick mastery of the spell must have been related to the sword.
Besides swordsmanship, the only thing he could learn so quickly was body tempering techniques.
The White Dragon turned to Song Shuhang in frustration. "So, the real name of the Overlord God Pillar should be the Overlord God Sword? After all this fuss, it's still swordsmanship."
"It pricked my lungs, Sister White Dragon," Song Shuhang said despairingly while looking at the Ghost Head Blade Overlord Divine Pillar.
'Why was this happening?
'I already understood all the structure of the Overlord God Pillar spell, and I've simulated the casting process several times in my mind.
'Why did it turn into the Overlord God Sword when I used it?