The Yanli Sword’s blazing red sword qi, compressed by Qin Sang to a mere zhang in length, initially appeared somewhat illusory, flickering with a restless quality. Yet, under Qin Sang's meticulous control, it grew increasingly solid.0

Once the sword qi stabilized, Qin Sang’s gaze sharpened, focusing on the Yanli Sword for a long moment before he finally called out in a low voice, "Open!"0

The sword hummed in response, resonating with a high-pitched sound. The Yanli Sword suddenly trembled, and its sword qi surged turbulently, like clouds caught in a fierce wind.0

A crack emerged within the sword qi, widening progressively. The sword qi then began to peel away from the spiritual sword, transforming into a dense, fiery aura that burned like an intense flame, only to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye.0

Qin Sang acted quickly, knowing...0