"Can Little Sword Sword really capture the Divinity of the Drowning God Monarch?"
"If that's really the case, it would be great. Little Sword Sword's contract is not like a normal one. If it can ascend to godhood just like Grandpa Mu Yi, maybe Big Tadpole wouldn't have to suffer, right?"
GuaGua stretched its neck, brimming with curiosity.
An exhaustive search through history would yield no second being with dual authority above the Seventh Rank, not to mention the one who severed the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, gaining an extra Contract Imprint.
Sword Thunder Child is irreplaceable to Big Tadpole. If it could advance even further, its value would be immeasurable.
"Whoosh!"
Waves rolled, shimmering in azure brilliance.
This was an epic and magnificent scroll of a painting; sky as the mirror, earth as the shadow, water's suppleness and wind's fury, causing mountains to collapse and trees to snap.
