As the last wisp of blood-colored mist entered the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword, the blood-red stone from before gradually shattered, finally turning into fragments scattered across the ground.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword on the ground flickered with a bloodthirsty gleam.
"All right, little friend. Your secret technique has now been fully executed."
"This sword of yours is extraordinary now. The blood energy within it surges like raging waves. It will probably need another ten years—just ten years—for that blood energy to be completely transformed into Sword Qi."
"When the time comes, with a single slash of the sword, even a ninth-layer Golden Immortal powerhouse will have to give way by three parts."
"Remarkable. Truly remarkable."
The old man looked at the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword lying quietly on the ground and praised it without cease.
Ye Lin was also deeply puzzled. Just what realm was this old man at, for his eye to be so sharp?
Not only did he know the art of Sword Nurturing, but he also knew the internal condition of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword.
Everything the old man had said was completely correct.
It absorbed blood energy, then transformed that blood energy into Sword Qi. The more blood energy there was, the stronger the transformed Sword Qi would be. If the blood energy became sufficiently abundant, the power of the Sword Qi transformed within would naturally be beyond measure.
"Senior."
With a wave of Ye Lin's hand, the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword flew directly behind him.
This old man's artifact-refining technique had not only raised the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword's grade to the Boundless rank, but had also pulled back the sword spirit that had been on the verge of falling into demonic corruption.
Such methods showed that this old man was certainly no simple figure. At the very least,