章 439: The Thirty-first City

A Divine Altar of up to 330 meters tall was built in the underground of the Sword Sanctum. It was cylindrical and majestic, and it constantly radiated white holy light.

The Jade Saint walked to the bottom of the Divine Altar. He pushed the air gently with his hand, urging a stream of wind. The wind enveloped the fifty kilograms of Black Glazed Spinel and made them fly up from the ground to the top of the altar.

The woman with white hair proudly stood in the center of the altar. She stretched out her snow-white fingers to catch the Black Glazed Spinel through the air. She struck the Black Glazed Spinel into the Good-luck Sword which was floating in the air.

"Swoosh!"

The Good-luck Sword absorbed the black glazed crystals, and it began to repair slowly as if it got a new source of life.

Jade Saint said, "Divine ancestor, Zhang Ruochen is at the Sword Sanctum. Do you want to meet him? Perhaps, you can confirm his identity now."