At last, the twelfth Sword Heart fully solidified.
Twelve Sword Hearts, shining brilliantly.
They were like twelve tiny nine-colored suns, relentlessly emitting layers upon layers of nine-colored Sword Aura.
The mountains and rivers trembled.
All beasts lay prostrate.
The power of the twelve Sword Hearts, supreme above all, stirred the wind and clouds, causing them to change color.
The Azure God Sword Qi, like a boiling sea, churned incessantly.
From a distance, it looked as though bubbles of Sword Qi were rising from the sea of swords.
The Demon Ape and the other overlords, who had lived for many years, witnessed such an astonishing scene for the first time.
Half a day later.
The Azure God Sword Qi dissipated like sword mist.
The figure of Yang Xiaotian appeared, his body pulsing non-stop with nine-colored Sword Qi, driven by the power of the twelve Sword Hearts.
After a long while, the Sword Qi dispersed, and Yang Xiaotian returned to normal.
