"The Luoyun Sect, the forces that destroyed the Song family... and Xu Ping, when my Golden Core is formed, I will definitely return, definitely!!!"
Like a desperate beast roaring, Song Fei shouted out and then rushed directly into the depths of the Hu Country's desert, soon disappearing without a trace.
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Thousand Leaves Mountain, inside the cultivation room.
Xu Ping tightly gripped the wooden Magical Artifact sword, and the mana within his Dantian surged continuously towards it like flowing rivers.
Half an hour later.
This wooden sword Magical Artifact finally, like a satisfied glutton who has eaten his fill, stopped greedily absorbing mana, and instead emitted a dazzling light.
"Finally, the refinement is complete!"
Feeling the subtle and close connection established with this wooden sword Magical Artifact, Xu Ping let out a long breath.
