Blood rain swirled wildly, yet strangely, each drop fell into the yellow pond below, instantly causing all the lake water to vaporize and transform into a pure, odorless gas.
Lin Xin's hand moved, and immediately, a longsword wrapped in many white cloth strips shot out.
"Is this the Silkworm Moon White Sword?" He gently reached out and removed the cloth strips from the sword, which themselves emitted a faint, ominous aura, clearly designed as special rune cloth to seal this demon sword.
As the white cloth was peeled away layer by layer, the snow-white blade, resembling jade, gradually revealed itself.
"Good sword."
The Fire God Disciple appeared beside Lin Xin, his eyes shining with a strange light as he stared at the Silkworm Moon White Sword.
"Daoist Yuan Mo, now that you have completed it, how about we set off together?"
