C47 The Nine Mysterious Sword Spirits

On returning to peak state, Xiao Ming assumed a lotus position ready to condense his spirit qi sea.

WHOOSH!

The wind blew past his face as he began to circulate the Shadowless Spirit Sword Sutra. His aura turned chaotic as he pondered on the abstruse meaning of the sword sutra. With a grave expression, Xiao Ming stretched out his palm forward. A few lines of ancient language was muttered from his lips. Right then, some noticeable changes began to take form inside Xiao Ming.

After he revolved the remnant energy from the dao lotus seeds, he breathed a mouthful of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi. The divine scroll buzzed in his soul sea and an ancient voice began chanting solemnly. Xiao Ming wore a pained expression as he endured the soul shattering pressure from the voice.

"I need to condense nine different swords and then form nine spirits for each afterwards. By the union of both, I would achieve the three realms below the Dao Soul. " Xiao Ming thought calmly after the ancient voice had ceased.

The Shadowless Spirit Sword Sutra was a special divine technique. No matter what, it required a soul for optimum performance. Once the nine sword spirits had been achieved, Xiao Ming could face the next three realms with calm. His cultivation method was isolated from the rest practiced by the Wu Shui Empire cultivators.

Xiao Ming smiled bitterly at the thought of the condition of the cultivation technique. He could neither laugh nor cry at his present state. Nevertheless, this had proven that this sutra would definitely be beyond ordinary.

ZZZ!

Torrents of wind buzzed as Xiao Ming's soul trembled and released a wisp of its essence. Immediately, the wisp transformed into a blood red sword. This trace amount had been condensed from the union of Xiao Ming's will and soul. In fact, it could already be termed as a true spirit.

The spirits were the soul of the sword sutra. They cooperated to perfect the mysterious shadowless state in the sutra. Truly, it was nearly impossible for one to not possess a shadow, but the realm of shadowless in the sword sutra gave one the ability to shape shift their shadow form.

For instance, if Xiao Ming subdued a devil soul and its will, he could condense a devil spirit and gain the shadow and physique of a true devil. The same applied to the demonic beasts or the wills of remnant consciousnesses.

XIAO!!

With a thought, sword hymns rang out from Xiao Ming's soul sea. About eight more spirits appeared, however, including the blood red sword, there were nine swords. Apart from the resonating blood red sword, the rest of the swords only buzzed weakly and seemed dispirited. But the swords blindly circulated in the same direction as Xiao Ming's blood red sword spirits. As they rumbled in circles like a formation, waves of sword qi howled in the soul sea guarding the formless patch of soul.

With this in place, Xiao Ming got prepared once more to finally create his own spirit qi sea. He could perceive that this sword technique was somewhat lacking but he decided to keep it aside. He could only take things with a stride and not force his way through.