Later Realizing the Marvelous Calculation (3)

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At a certain moment, Jin Ren failed to grasp what the spirit of Dragon Apricot was saying until Li Fugui's face turned pale with fear.

"Holy Emperor?"

"Who? Who was sanctified as the Holy Emperor?"

The spirit of Dragon Apricot shook its head slightly, uttering just one word before fading back into the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer:

"Sword."

Sword?

An ancient swordsman, sanctified as the Holy Emperor?

Jin Ren's heart swelled with joy. Did Bazhun'an stand up?

But soon, he slumped back down. It was impossible. If he were to become the Holy Emperor, the force would surely be overwhelming.

He might even directly teleport to the Apricot Realm to resurrect his true self and charge the Sacred Mountain together.

But if it wasn't Bazhun'an, then who else?

Apart from Eighth and Xu Xiaoshou, the only plausible candidates based on the word "sword" are the Seven Sword Deities.