Liu Ming, without a word, slapped his sword pouch at his waist with one hand. The surface of the sword pouch suddenly rolled up a pale silver light, absorbing all the spiritual medicines and herbs in one go.
Immediately after, he condensed a sword gesture and pointed at his forehead. A golden light flashed out, transforming into a two-foot-eight-inch flying sword of the void. Then, in a blur, it turned back into a golden light and flew into the sword pouch.
"Seal!"
He uttered softly, his hands moving like turning wheels, casting one spell after another that landed on the sword pouch.
He was placing a seal on the sword pouch. The void sword was slowly being nurtured inside it, which during confrontations, would greatly increase its sword controlling power the moment it was released from the pouch with the pouch's enhancement.
"Hide!"
