Now...
Luo Chen gripped the hilt and slowly drew the sword out.
Within, the Sword Spirit transmitted a maddening notion as if it wished to annihilate everything.
Endless blood-red light emerged with the sword, like streams cascading around, carving uneven trenches into the earth.
Luo Chen's expression turned vicious, "Having acknowledged me as your master, do you still dare to rebel?"
As he spoke, the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire engulfed the Yuan Tu Sword.
It seemed poised to refine the sword at any provocation.
Under the threat of the Withering and Flourishing Divine Fire, the Yuan Tu Sword Spirit unwillingly vibrated a few times, ultimately choosing to submit.
The stone in Luo Chen's heart finally settled.
This was the downside of nurturing the Yuan Tu Sword within the acupoint of the arm.
The spirit wasn't closely connected to him, with a will too strong of its own.
