Chu Huaixu stood in a dense fog, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the trembling sound of swords around him.
"These swords placed below should be sword embryos newly refined by artifact refiners," he thought.
The sword bodies had a spiritual presence but had not yet fully formed, thus couldn't be considered sword spirits.
"On the contrary, I am clearly a human, yet I already have something akin to a sword spirit within me." He smiled wryly.
Now he could completely confirm why the surrounding spiritual pressure posed no effect on him, even making him feel comfortable.
The reason was simple; the spiritual pressure was here because there were too many artifact spirits, causing it to arise.
Hidden Spirit Mountain belonged to the artifact spirits!
But he had this thing within him, too.
Hmm, coming to Hidden Spirit Mountain felt just like going home...
