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One month later, within the illusory realm created by the Phantom Eyes.
Liu Ming was sitting cross-legged as usual in the center of the starlight formation, surrounded by the rich glow of starlight.
In front of him, a milky white flame dispersed, revealing a small sword body two feet long, glittering with golden light all over.
"It's done!"
Gazing at the sword embryo floating before him, Liu Ming was overjoyed, for this was the first time he had successfully refined such a sword embryo.
Truth be told, the difficulty of refining this sword embryo was quite unexpected for Liu Ming.
Fortunately, he had the illusory realm to attempt repeatedly; otherwise, it would be almost impossible for anyone to succeed on the first try.
Even if everything went smoothly, a slight mishap during the final stages would only result in an inferior product, which, when used to instill the spirit into the sword embryo, would greatly diminish the might of the final elemental spirit flying sword.
