Lin Chen's eyes glistened with a cold light, a fierce and icy sense of slaughter roaring like a blizzard.
When Lin Chen flicked his sleeves, 108 Soul Essence Swords flew out of his body, forming a Sword Array with Thunder Power. The array's movement. Sword Qi soared, tearing through space, slaughtering. The meaning of the sword was vast, fierce, and majestic...
Lin Chen's hand was quick and elusive. It contained mystery. The soul power within his body flowed like the Yangtze River.
"Soul Device ruptures."
"All Swords Return to One."
It was like a small spark splashing oil, forming a raging sea of fire. The breath of the Sword Array rose, its power increased, the realm upgraded to a unique ancient empire weapon.
