"Brat, hurry up and activate your Martial Soul!" Noticing the mysterious sword's transformation, Elder Yang bellowed at Ye Qingchen.
Ye Qingchen didn't dare hesitate and immediately circulated his Soul Power to summon his Willow Wood Martial Soul.
A massive willow tree, about ten meters tall, appeared behind Ye Qingchen, its Life Force continuously converging into the mysterious sword.
The mysterious sword was like a sponge that had been dry for a long time. Although the Life Force from the Willow Wood Martial Soul was surging torrentially, the sword accepted all of it without reservation, absorbing every last drop.
Seeing that the mysterious sword did not reject Ye Qingchen's Martial Soul Force, Elder Yang felt slightly relieved.
If the mysterious sword had rejected Ye Qingchen from the start, the subsequent fusion would have been even more difficult to carry out.
