In the cultivation quiet chamber, Zhang Yuan focused intently on the Crimson Blood Saber suspended before him.
The floor was littered with numerous black fragments.
These shards were once part of the Celestial Divine Iron, now reduced to useless dross!
Just moments ago, the Crimson Blood Saber devoured the last core piece of Celestial Divine Iron Zhang Yuan possessed, but unlike before, the divine weapon did not automatically return to his body, exhibiting an unprecedented mutation.
The sword's blade, its light doubling from its original length, flickered like a raging flame, its dazzling aura illuminating the entire chamber, making Zhang Yuan feel as if he was inside a purgatory furnace.
The room's temperature rapidly escalated, almost igniting the clothes on his body!
What caused Zhang Yuan to feel a sense of trepidation was the violent fluctuation in the divine soul connection between him and the Crimson Blood Saber.
