Jiang Ding fixed his gaze upon the Blood Path Sword Puppet before him.
He still bore the appearance of the Blood River King, with all the Blood River King's memories intact.
In his heart, he was the Blood River King, a king-class escaped slave of the Human Race, in the midst of fleeing and recuperating. During this process, he stumbled upon a fortunate encounter and gained the inheritance of the Sword Dao which greatly enhanced his strength.
This process involved no one else, and the ancient secret realm where he obtained the Sword Dao inheritance indeed existed.
Should anyone harbor doubts and investigate, they could likewise discover remnants of this ancient secret realm.
"A self-check..."
Jiang Ding's Divine Sense swept over.
Inside the Blood River King's body, his flesh was filled with the rich aura of the Metal Lineage Sword Path, with networks of blood gold threading through his bones and flesh, imparting a mysterious aura to his bodily form.