Deep within the reeds.
Zhang Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground, the Taowu Saber placed horizontally across his knees.
This Profound Soldier was awakening, with blood patterns appearing on the surface of the blade, and the Sword Aura flickering unpredictably.
Yesterday, Zhang Yuan had used it to slaughter the Jing civilians on a battlecruiser, and the Blood Evil Qi acquired not only fully replenished its essence but also promoted the ascension of the weapon's spirituality.
Zhang Yuan could feel it was about to undergo a transformation!
Suddenly, the Taowu Saber trembled, the blade humming, and the Sword Aura shattered and danced erratically.
Zhang Yuan's eyes narrowed as he reached out to grab it.
In response, the Profound Soldier leaped up on its own, the handle landing perfectly in Zhang Yuan's palm.
In an instant, he and the Taowu Saber formed a profound connection of the Divine Soul, perceiving all its spiritual thoughts.
