Chapter 592: Formation of the Sword Embryo and the Dispersal of the Sword Spirit

Soon, liquid metal flowed out, accompanied by an indescribable Dao rhythm, yet Matsu Floris couldn't sense a thing. Sometimes, not knowing is its own kind of blessing. The liquid metal gathered on the obsidian cover, slowly filling the meteor sword groove, forming a long sword embryo. Tens of thousands of pounds of metal were reduced to just a puddle of liquid metal. One could only imagine the weight of this sword embryo-it was beyond comprehension. Buzz! From Matsu Floris's body, a phantom humanoid...