The First Sword Spirit of the Purple Micro Divine Sword

"You are all daydreaming! Even if I, the Green Dragon Sword Spirit had to knock my head against the wall and jump down from here, bite my tongue and commit suicide in one breath, I will not become your sword spirit!"

The Green Dragon Sword spirit that was bound in the dark green net roared in a sharp voice,

"I am a divine beast of the mystic realm, a spirit soul that was born after thousand years of spiritual power accumulation in the Heavenly Narcissus Lake. How can I be the slave of a broken sword like you?

"Just break me up!

"I, the Green Dragon Sword Spirit, would rather die than submit!"

The Green Dragon Sword Spirit put on an uncooperative look.

His eyes were filled with anger as he looked at the four balls of green gas floating in front of him,

And...

The Purple Micro Divine Sword behind them...