As the Nascent Soul fused with the flying sword, He knew it was all over. As an outsider, He stood no chance against a native. He fled decisively, only for Lin Tang to block him at every turn.
"Ah, Lin Tang, you'll die a miserable death!"
"Release this incarnation of mine, and once my true form returns, I might consider sparing your life..."
"You dare to attack again? Good, good, good! You're dead! You're dead!"
"Just you wait..."
In the end, He was silently and thoroughly refined, vanishing without a trace. The flying sword completely merged with the Asura Sword, its blade gaining a sinister blood groove that constantly emitted a faint, spectral light. Nourished by the Blood Ancestor's incarnation, it had even gained a spark of spirituality. This didn't mean it possessed true wisdom, but it now had instincts, making it even more responsive in Lin Tang's hands.
"Not bad!" With a gentle caress, Lin Tang's Law Body made the sword's blade tremble, emitting a melodious hum.
