C1653 Once Again, He Threw out the Dao Seeking Jade.

"Swish!"

A wave of flowing light shot out from between Robert's palms and landed in the air, turning into countless small swords. Each sword was condensed from pure spiritual qi, and there were a total of ninety-nine thousand and nine hundred and ninety-nine swords in the sky. The sword qi was thick and dense.

This was the supreme profound of the Myriad Swords Spell