Meng Chong squinted slightly, as if communicating with the sword that had been refined, his mind connected with it.
Buzz!
The sword trembled and began to levitate.
A dominant and peerless Sword Intent bloomed from the blade.
Lights intertwined, sword radiance sparkled, and a low humming of the sword was heard.
Then, the radiance of the sword receded, and the Sword Intent dissipated, hiding all its sharp edges, making it seem ordinary.
The sword grew larger, transforming into a giant ten zhang high in an instant, and then continually shrank.
When it returned to its original size, it moved toward Meng Chong, and its blade slowly became somewhat ethereal, touching Meng Chong's body and slowly merging into it.
"Success!"
Meng Chong exclaimed joyfully.
At this moment, the sword was nurtured within one of his golden body acupoints.