C290 The Sword Spirit Advanced
The Sword Spirit Sun's expression is intoxicated, its eyes closed, as if in a profound state. The golden charm that emanated from its body gradually formed a pattern that even Ye Wufeng could not understand. Its aura was erratic. It gave off a restless feeling.
"Could it be that this is going to transform?" Ye Wufeng muttered to himself uncertainly.
"Swoosh... Swoosh..