Xun Mo stared blankly at the Purple Firmament Sword that had been sent flying.
As an artifact refiner, he was naturally extremely sensitive to all manner of divine weapons and precious artifacts. Just now, a fluctuation clearly erupted from within Ye Yu's body, one even stronger than the Purple Firmament Sword.
Without a doubt, the Purple Firmament Sword was the finest sword Xun Mo had forged in his life. Though it had yet to merge with a sword spirit, it was still not something an ordinary magic treasure could accomplish.
There was an even stronger treasured sword within Ye Yu's body.
Ye Yu calmed his mind. Within his dantian, the golden Nascent Soul still sat there, but a strand of Sword Qi had appeared beside it—the fluctuation belonging solely to the Autumn Water Sword.
Even though the Autumn Water Sword was currently stored in Ye Yu's Ring of Holding, the fluctuation belonging to it still remained within his body.
It was precisely because of this that Ye Yu could not achieve unity of man and sword with the Purple Firmament Sword.
Previously, the Purple Firmament Sword had also been kept in Ye Yu's Ring of Holding. This time, Ye Yu tried to draw it into his body, only to be rejected by the Autumn Water Sword.
The Purple Firmament Sword, which had been flung away, did not immediately return to Ye Yu's side. Instead, it hovered in midair, trembling and humming, too afraid to approach.
It would not be difficult to suppress the Autumn Water Sword's aura within his body. He only needed to use the Void Sky Cauldron. But clearly, the Void Sky Cauldron would not do such a thing.
With a long sigh, he could only wait until he fused the Dragon Phoenix Spirit and the Kunpeng Spirit