The Phoenix Blood Legend
Ch. 50 — Sword Spirit Emergence.

“At last someone came to this place. Haha ..”

A voice with an extremely sinister tone suddenly echoed in this room. However, Xing Wang did not see at all any other figure within this room other than himself. He even thought that the voice he had just heard was just a hallucination because his mind was in a mess.

However, such a huge change suddenly occurred in this place after the appearance of the mysterious voice.

A pitch-black mist suddenly appeared and turned all the white magic books on each shelf into dark magic books. From each of those black-colored magic books, Xing Wang was also able to sense the presence of such a powerful demonic air.

Xing Wang who was feeling curious, finally tried to grab one of the books on the shelf randomly and started reading them. His face looked so solemn as he turned page after page of the magic book.

And ... He found that the contents of the magic book had also been transformed into a dark magic filled and filled with various kinds of terrible rituals.

Remember the one he had wanted to bury inside - in finally reappearing. Because, he had experienced the same thing before when he destroyed the library belonging to the Witch Clan in the past.

Xing Wang then looked around and looked for who exactly the mysterious being that was the source of the weirdness in this place was. And, he also wondered why the creature seemed to know his past life.

“Who are you? Quickly show your form before me!! Don't just hide behind the darkness. Do you think I can't find you if you keep hiding in the dark?” xing Wang exclaimed furiously as the bad memories in his past were being pushed back.

“Haha .. How exciting! You are the first human being who is not afraid after hearing my voice. I'm so interested, will your courage still remain after you see my form?”

The aura emanating from the gigantic body had an extremely overwhelming pressure and was as if it was capable of shaking a mountain. It made Xing Wang push a few steps back.

“Which race are you from? I have read books about Beast and demon types but I have never found any creature like you in that book. Don't you just not be of those two types?” xing Wang exclaimed in a loud voice. He could not hide his curiosity at all.

“I'm not a Beast or a Demon. But, I am a Spirit Weapon. I am a sword spirit!!”

The giant then turned into an heirloom sword with a pitch-black blade.

Just one look, just one, Xing Wang could tell if the heirloom sword that was in front of his eyes was made of a very solite material that was black-colored steel that had aged for thousands of years and matured perfectly under the mountain crater mean.

And .. A weapon forger who can forge such a hard material into an heirloom sword must not be an ordinary forger. Because, to be able to make an heirloom sword with such a perfect form of such a hard material requires a fairly complicated and repetitive process.

The fire used during the forging process is also definitely not an ordinary fire because the temperature of the fire must remain stable for a very long time and under any conditions.

Xing Wang wondered in his mind who was the weapon forger capable of forging an heirloom sword this powerful? Because, the ability of all the weapons forging he had encountered on Planet Arizone was very impossible to be able to make a sword heirloom as great as this.