He gazed at the Sword River, a look of gratification upon his face.
"You have grown to such heights."
"Yes."
This consciousness was akin to a child.
Levi stepped into the Sword River; countless Sword Qi formed surging waves, lifting Levi into the sky for ten thousand miles, and at the heart of those waves, Sword Qi coalesced into a throne radiating a fierce aura.
The Throne of the Sword!
The others watched this scene in astonished silence.
"This... has the Dusk Sword River developed consciousness?"
"Not quite life; merely a glimmer of spirituality."
"That throne is reserved for the Grand Council Chairman. Anyone else who sits on it, their ass would be sliced clean off, hahahahaha!" someone suddenly laughed.
"Indeed, it seems our chances of victory have grown. The power of this Sword River surely rivals that of Top Level Strongmen; if it continues to grow, absorbing the faith of Nora and all the swordsmen of the world, it may even ascend to the Supreme."
