The Sword Spirit thought for a moment and earnestly said, "Inside the Demon Dragon's belly, it was digested."
"Digested into what? Or dissolved into what?"
"Power, pure power, this power from the Great Dao Origin allows you to reach the Nine Breaths Realm of a Martial Artist, and counter Zhao Rong in the Underground Palace of the Imperial Mausoleum," Gui replied with a frown.
"I know, you mentioned that the stronger the power in the world, the more it is accompanied by extreme negative emotions. The Evil Flood Dragon helps me swallow countless evil thoughts and negative emotions in my heart, returning to me the pure power of the Great Dao Dragon Carp. The Evil Flood Dragon and the Dragon Carp counterbalance each other, growing stronger and stronger, but..."
"But now nine Evil Flood Dragons have died," he said.
The Sword Spirit suddenly fell silent.
