Before long, Jin Xiong's corpse had become a desiccated body.
The body of the Cold Flame Sword trembled slightly, as if declaring its satisfaction.
There is a Sword Spirit within the Cold Flame Sword.
Xiao Yi had known this for a long time.
However, he could hardly communicate significantly with the Sword Spirit.
At most, he could absolutely control the Cold Flame Sword itself.
Perhaps the Sword Spirit had some secrets; or maybe the Cold Flame Sword itself had some secrets.
These were unknown to Xiao Yi, and he could not concern himself with them at the moment.
If he had the chance, he could visit the Sword Domain in the future, perhaps then he would find out.
This sword, which upon its initial forging conquered the Ten Thousand Swords of the Central Region, extinguishing all flames, what kind of brilliance does this Cold White Strange Sword bear?
Xiao Yi restrained his thoughts, taking a glance through introspection at the Blood Pill inside him.
