It was such an exquisite dagger, yet it had to contain such an abundant amount of innate vitality. One could imagine how condensed it was. Even if it was mixed with a certain amount of Mithril, it might not be able to withstand it.
Finally, Ling Chuxi's innate Yuan Qi stopped flowing. The heart shattering sword flickered with light and trembled as it let out a clear ring, as if it would explode at any moment.
It was already at the critical point. Ling Chuxi quickly stopped and formed a finger gesture with her fingers. The two forging arrays flashed and merged into one. Like spring water that seeped into the earth, they entered the short sword.
