Looking at Beibei's sword again, it seemed to have taken on a different form.
"Not just the Ten Thousand Sword Technique?"
As the Supreme Emperor Sword hovered above Beibei's head, its noble imperial aura influenced all the spiritual swords in Jade Capital City.
It didn't just affect Xu Xiaoshou.
Almost simultaneously, ancient swordsmen from major families looked down and tightly grasped their sabers, which had suddenly drawn partially from their sheaths, as if they were almost drawn away.
"Divine-beating Crutch, Taicheng Sword, Ting Chen, Hu, Mei Ziyu, Xi Jiao..." Feng Zhongzui listed them as if they were his own treasures, sweeping over each ancient swordsman's saber with the Dao Imparting Mirror, and said excitedly:
"You may not know what these swords mean, but let me tell you, each one has the stature of a famed sword!"
