Chapter 1969
- He didn’t even look at the broken pieces or weapons or materials scattered around; each step he took toward the rusty bronze sword required unimaginable power from his Sword Dao. Each and every step he took felt like an entire century to him.
- “The remaining Intent and laws on that tattered Ancient God sword might allow me to break through.”
- The Little Sword Saint only had this one sword in his heart, while the other Kings focused on the legendary minerals and weapon fragments. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to compete for the Ancient God Weapon, it was just that they weren’t able to.