Cang Nanyue held a saber in her hand.
The blade still bore some resemblance to the previous Tiger Soul Saber, but it was now significantly different.
The blade was nearly five feet long, with a one-foot-long handle. It was about a finger thick and a palm's breadth wide, with an ancient yet fluid design.
On the dark red blade, faint blood-red light flickered. A mere glance at it unleashed a palpable killing intent, like that of a hungry tiger ready to pounce, seizing one's soul and instilling profound fear.
Cang Nanyue tapped the edge of the blade with her slender, jade-like finger.
ROAR!
A faint tiger's roar echoed through the forest.
"You're lucky. The material of this saber is even better than I imagined. Your Tiger Soul Saber is now a superior-grade Rank One Spirit Weapon."
Cang Nanyue nodded in satisfaction.
"A superior-grade Rank One Spirit Weapon!"
Luo Feng cried out in joy upon hearing this.
