Chapter 953: Forging Swordlight

Daven Walker opened his mouth and swallowed, drawing that streak of swordlight straight into his Golden Heaven. Then he exhaled. A heaven-splitting beam surged out, unfurling into a sea of sword-clouds that howled across the skies. Wherever it passed, the void shattered into dust. "Not bad. This swordlight is enough to support my cultivation of the Celestial Clan's sword arts." After stowing the swordlight, he returned to the imperial palace. A palace attendant hurried over. "Your Majesty, the...