The Sword Dao Seed pulsed like a heart!
Around it, Sword Qi surged, roaring untamed!
At a certain moment, all the Sword Qi suddenly converged, and time seemed to stop.
Then, the seed appeared to be gently split open by something.
A wisp of sharp, undeniable spiritual light drifted out, solidifying into the shape of a small sword, which floated vertically above the Dao Seed, then slowly descended, half-embedding itself within the Sword Dao Seed.
The Sword Dao Seed, which had once been like a dead object, now seemed to possess life, trembling gently.
The small sword on it also hummed softly in response.
"This is…"
A sudden realization dawned on Song Yan.
"The embryonic form of Sword Intent!?"
"…No, something isn't right."
He was first pleasantly surprised, but then felt a flicker of doubt.
"It's not Sword Intent…"
