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On the top floor of the celestial tower ship, the two Heavenly Immortals sat on a bed in a quiet room. One meditated with eyes closed, while the other scolded Li Tianyao with a frown.
"Martial Uncle, how did that Primordial Immortal manage to form a sword heart? I heard my martial brothers say that anyone who walks the Human Dao of the Sword has to at least reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm to even hope to—"
"That is just empty talk. The North-River Sword Sect does have sword arts aligned with the Human Dao of the Sword, but very few disciples practice them. The hardest part of mastering the sword heart is comprehending it. That young man's insight is exceptional, far above most disciples in the sect."
"You said I lost to that Primordial Immortal. How exactly did I lose?"
"Primordial Immortal this, Primordial Immortal that. Tianyao, do you realize that if you two had been fighting to the death, you would already be lying dead under that Primordial Immortal's sword?"
Li Tianyao, who still felt a little resentful, sat cross-legged on a cushion before the bed. "That Primordial Immortal might have a sword...
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