The moment he stepped onto the sword bridge, Jason Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.
He could feel that the Siming Sword and the First Generation Sword in the Destiny Space were both beating, and the two sword intents were intertwined and leapt into his heart.
It seemed as if he couldn't wait to come out of the destiny space, rebuild the skylight, and cut out his own edge.
Jason Yang's heart moved, and the Sima Sword appeared in his hand.
He didn't consider the first generation sword.
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