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Under the pressure of Xiao Jian's Sword Domain, Lu Changsheng's Domains collapsed immediately. Similarly, every Domain and Intent of the other eight disciples shattered instantly, leaving only Xiao Jian's Sword Domain standing.
In the next moment, all nine disciples felt as though they had been pulled into a world of blades. Countless swords took shape above their heads, packed so densely they blotted out the light, trembling as though they would fall at any moment.
Looking up, Lu Changsheng felt a jolt run through him.
Without wasting another second, Xiao Jian commanded his swords to descend. "Fall."
They came down at once. One sword carved through Lu Changsheng's arm in a single clean motion. His four layers of divine fortification and his hundred-thousand-cauldron strength offered no resistance, giving way like butter to a knife.
At that point, Lu Changsheng no longer cared about being eliminated. He was not bothered by the fact that he had just lost an arm or by the pain; he was not even concerned by just how powerful Xiao Jian's attack was. He simply stared wide-eyed at the swords still hanging in the air around him.
"These swords... they're real?" His voice barely above a whisper. "This guy… He materialized his...
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