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There was a restriction on every room. Although damaged now, the remaining traces still reflected the past glory.
After half a day of exploration, Philip finally found an attic that looked different.
Faint traces of restrictions could be found in the attic, and Philip found the room to be full of sword intent as soon as
he entered. It was a completely different world in the room, but the sword intent did not attack Philip.
Philip walked into the attic slowly. Although the interior of the room was simple, it was extraordinary too. The
pictures and paintings on the wall revealed the power of countless rules that could drown someone at a glance.
He saw the picture of a sword on the wall and was lost in it instantly. Philip also saw a blood-red world with sword
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtintent and sword shadows raging all over the sky. He felt as if he was right in the middle of it.
For a brief moment, he felt that his body and soul were ripped apart, and Philip woke up.
Philip trembled in shock.
What sword intent was that?
It was so powerful that Philip could not help touching that picture.
In an instant, the humming of swords roared throughout the attic, and massive sword intent attacked Philip.
Numerous ancient books, calligraphy, and paintings around him were instantly reduced to ashes, and Philip jolted to
his senses. However, it was too late. The sword intent penetrated Philip's body and wreaked havoc.
Philip was seriously injured, and wounds appeared all over his body. Philip was stunned, not expecting to be so
unlucky. Most importantly, the sword intent kept destroying his body, so Philip could only sit down and start healing.
Philip's energy kept fighting against the sword intent but was quickly defeated.
Slowly, the sword intent spread throughout Philip's body and gradually moved to his brain.
At this moment, Philip felt the danger. The moment the sword intent entered his mind, Philip bled from all seven
orifices, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Obviously, he was in great pain.
After a while, Philip felt that he could no longer make it and that he might pass out any time.
Philip gritted his teeth. He could not die here. His wife was still waiting for the Multidew Herb, and his grandfather
was also counting on him, so he could not die yet. He had not found his mother yet.
"Argh!" Philip roared in anger, his face ferocious, but as time passed, he gradually calmed down.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAn hour later, Philip opened his eyes. It was a false alarm.
The sword intent turned out to be a blessing in disguise. It was a sword technique called the Splitting Sword
Technique.
He had to form the splitting sword intent in his mind and use it to form other sword intent, and the more he formed,
the more damage he would cause. Moreover, he could use this sword intent to form a splitting sword shadow. It
was so powerful that he could behead someone thousands of miles away.
Philip's swordsmanship was half-baked at most, but now that he had mastered the Splitting Sword Technique, it
allowed him to comprehend it more thoroughly. It would not take long for Philip's swordsmanship to achieve greater
heights.
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