Buzz!
In Jiang Yi's spiritual consciousness, he saw the seven-colored soul sword dancing in the air. Jiang Yi did not have any control over this soul sword. His own spiritual consciousness felt like it was spinning around. What's more, the soul sword continued to mutate. At first, it looked like a Fire Dragon Sword. Now, it looked like… a spear?
"My soul sword is becoming a soul spear?"
Jiang Yi kept breathing in and out, but he did not move his body. The soul sword was beyond his control now. If it went crazy and knocked into his primordial spirit, he would surely go and meet his maker immediately. Even if it did not knock into his primordial spirit—if it exploded, his primordial spirit might still get damaged from the impact.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
