"No, no, no. It was only imperfect because your cultivation was limited, but this is the genuine Qin Emperor Sword. You did very well. Even at your level, I might not have been able to condense a Qin Emperor Sword of this caliber," Qin Zhen said.
"So what?" Ye Tian asked.
"Under normal circumstances, the appearance of the Qin Emperor Sword is basically influenced by the wielder's Beast Spirit. For example, the Beast Spirit I used back then was the Five-Colored Flying Dragon I created, so the Qin Emperor Sword would bear traces of the Five-Colored Flying Dragon—patterns and the like, or a shape that leaned toward that of a Five-Colored Flying Dragon."
"If the wielder possessed a tiger clan Beast Spirit, then the sword would correspondingly bear tiger stripes, or take on the shape of a tiger-type spirit beast."
"But the Qin Emperor Sword you condensed bears no trace or pattern whatsoever of your Beast Spirit, the Northern Darkness Flood Dragon. This has never happened before. It is unprecedented," Qin Zhen said in surprise.
Even Qin Zhen did not know why this had happened, so Ye Tian naturally had even less chance of knowing.
Moreover, during the brief interval in which he condensed the Qin Emperor Sword, the Sea Wolf Divine Beast on the other side had already closed in from afar. He had no more time or energy to study why this Qin Emperor Sword was different.
The Sea Wolf Divine Beast came crashing in. Its enormous body pressed through the sea, forming a vast torrent that arrived before Ye Tian even before the Sea Wolf Divine Beast itself did.
Ye Tian threw a punch, colliding with the surging giant wave.
Boom!
The entire ocean seemed to tremble madly. Seawater swelled outward in every direction, turning the seabed