In the inn room, Ye Feng was still immersed in his own Divine Country World, seated peacefully at the center.
Before him, the sword edge emitting a faint light had become much more imposing.
Although the sword edge was still undergoing refining, the power emanating from it was enough to catch Ye Feng's attention.
He was also greatly anticipating the power that this sword edge could unleash once fully formed.
Day after day passed, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had gone by, with Ye Feng continuously seated there.
Hands ceaselessly forming seals, the Rule Power from within the Divine Country World surrounded the sword edge incessantly.
When various distinct layers of rules poured into the sword edge, the body of the sword began to tremble repeatedly.
This tremor was so intense that it caused a stir and resonance throughout the entire Divine Country World.
