Chương 125: War

The next morning, Fang Xingjian, who was seated cross-legged in the training room, opened his eyes. The sword in his hands turning into dust, scattering into the air. His Effulgence Weapon could not form, and while he had learnt it and reached level 1 in this skill, no matter how much he cultivated, he was not able to gain additional experience points.

Only after the Effulgence Weapon took shape would one be able to gain more experience points and level up.

Now, Fang Xingjian could only continue to train patiently, hoping that his Effulgence Weapon would be able to form one day.

'It seems like I'll have to start from using materials and see if I can use the method recorded in the manual for the Ether Divine Art to smelt and incorporate materials, thus giving form to my high frequency Effulgence Weapon.'