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Droplets of blood trickled off the blade to the ground, seeping into the snow like strawberry syrup in shaved ice. A flash of white, a splash of red; the blade was clean once more. An Jing sheathed the blade.
The black-iron blade was far more durable than he imagined thanks to the advanced manufacturing technology of Skysource. Even after cutting off so many heads and crushing many weapons, it didn't chip or fracture at all. While master smiths in Void Embrace could make weapons better than that, they would be nowhere near as practical and affordable.
An Jing stood at the center of twenty-eight corpses, a whole four squads. The lifeless bodies began to freeze in the windy frost. There was nobody left to stop An Jing in his tracks.
He headed toward Honor Pavilion,...
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