Qiang——" Before the clear vibrating sound of the tempered metal had dissipated, strange ripples suddenly appeared in the pond, as if something was awakening under the water. Lin He's pupils shrank suddenly, and the joints of the fingers that clenched the iron pliers turned white from the exertion. This sword... It was breathing. . It was definitely not an illusion! He could clearly feel that the metal texture of the sword was greedily absorbing the cold air in the pool. The dark golden lines on the sword's spine, which were usually dull, seemed to be alive at this moment, undulating slightly, like the blood of a living creature relaxing.
"Boy, this twenty-seventh hammer needs to be strengthened by three points. "
