Chapter 857: One Decisive Blow
In the Dueling Space, on the fourth level.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
It was the sound of sword light. Heard up close, it was like the clash of metal on stone; from a distance, it was like the ringing of a great gong.
"An excellent, all-consuming flame!" Alexander’s cold voice rang out from within the spirit sword. The sword itself was now lighter and thinner than before. "Thank you. You have given this spirit sword the chance to advance further."
Lighter meant no impurities. Thinner meant its edge was sharper.
"They say one should see a task through to the end. Since you wished to forge a sword, then use your life to christen this future sacred blade!"
Zing!
The spirit sword hummed, and the ultimate fire that had been trying to smelt it was, as if it were oxygen, inhaled into the body of the blade.
"Be sundered!"
The spirit sword flew, striking at the Steel-Soul Spirit with the speed of a thunderclap. Though the sword was fast, the Steel-Soul Spirit was a special being. As a creature of pure steel-soul, it possessed a passive defense. A shield of raw steel manifested, blocking the searingly hot blade.
"It’s not so simple to kill me!"
Alexander did not deign to reply to the Spirit’s roar. The power of the spirit sword was swelling once more.