All impurities in the air are expelled, forming a pure spatial domain.
The Dragon-Slaying Sword hung at his waist, its ancient patterns gleaming coldly under the moonlight.
The blade trembled slightly, emitting a deep hum. It was the sword spirit excited, sensing its master’s change and sensing a power several times greater than before.
Chen Ping closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The spiritual energy of the sixteenth heaven surged into his meridians.
Thin, indeed thin, less than ten times less than the Seventeenth Heaven.
Law fragments were pitifully few, almost negligible.
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