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Ding Beichun in His Prime of Sword-Forging

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

The so-called Sword Dao and Sword Intent were all illusory, and only a medium could carry them.

The blade itself was a kind of medium, while divine power, void power, and even the more profound Yan power were the bearing and the path to realization.

However, the scene in front of Jian Wushuang truly shocked him.

These Sword Intents had no master's will, and there was no way to guide them. They could only be used by the blade itself, which acted as the medium.

However, they were actually refined and conjured into silver-white water droplets.

At the same time, these Sword Intent water drops fell into the natural moat.

Due to the frighteningly high temperature, the lava here was a strange purple-red color.

Even the temperature of the real sun's core could not be compared to this purple-red lava. It was simply too hot.

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