After teleporting three times, the flying sword’s color changed to light green. Both the light and sound that were emitting from the sword clearly showed that it was much weaker.
Shortly after, the flying sword that hadn’t teleported in a while was pushed into a corner by the two golden symbols. Wang Lin spat out another mouthful of spiritual energy. The flying sword was too slow and was surrounded by the spiritual energy. The two golden symbols circled the flying sword like two golden dragons. Every time the flying sword tried to escape, they’d force it back, so the flying sword couldn’t get out.
As time passed, the flying sword’s struggle didn’t decrease, but it got more violent. When the spiritual energy surrounding the flying sword was fading, Wang Lin clenched his teeth and spat out another mouthful of spiritual energy to keep refining it.