C557 Slaughter Blood

The two hues complemented each other perfectly, seamlessly blending along the blade in just the right measure—not a bit too much, nor too little.

The sword hovered in silence, its body suspended in midair. Residual lightning clung to it, flickering and casting off sparks intermittently.

Ye Tian watched with delight. He had doubted his ability to forge a decent weapon this time