Jiang Ding waved his hand, and amidst the settling white ash, specks of blood light converged, forming a Hua Xue Magical Blade with dim spiritual light.
Generally, when the owner dies, the Life Treasure also suffers great damage, and its spiritual light completely dims.
Even if one painstakingly attempts to refine it again, it can only be used at a reduced level, and it will never improve throughout its existence.
But this Hua Xue Magical Blade is somewhat stronger.
"Blood Spirit Holy Body... Divine Abilities Nine Lives."
Jiang Ding muttered to himself.
Recalling the memories of the Blood Spirit Holy Body in Mu Tiansnow's Sea of Consciousness and comparing them with ancient tomes from the Xianmen Library: "This body and Divine Soul are dead beyond resurrection, unable to condense again within five hundred years."
"That means she still has eight lives scattered somewhere."
