Chapter 855 - Summoning of the Evil God
In the air, the bright sword-light that was the Little Sword Saint suddenly started to dim, and the laws of the Sword Dao started to spin.
"Little Sword Saint!"
The Little Sword Saint had a smile as his flesh started to become transparent. The smile on his face was still casual and nonchalant.
He first glanced at those from Sky Sword Pavilion, then the others within the Building of Refinement. Amongst that second group, the Little Sword Saint's gaze landed on Zhao Feng, and he nodded his head toward the latter.
"His understanding of the Sword Dao has reached an unfathomable level, and he has given up on life…." Zhao Feng was filled with respect.
Zhao Feng sensed that the Little Sword Saint's understanding of the Sword Dao had reached the level of a peak Emperor, or perhaps even the level of a Mystic Light Realm Sacred Lord.
