Five colored lights, dazzling beyond compare.
Reflected in Wang Xiaoqiang's pupils, Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the Five-Color Immortal Sword, murmuring, "This, could this really be the legendary...Five Elements Immortal Sword?"
Just as he was gazing at the Five Elements Immortal Sword with uncertainty, the Five Elements Immortal Sword swiftly darted away from before him, rushing towards the densely packed Five Elements Spirit Spring as if it had found a good friend, appearing quite joyful.
Wang Xiaoqiang was quite distressed, frustrated that the Immortal Sword was not only absorbing the Spiritual Power from his Five Elements Spirit Spring, but now chasing after his Five Elements Spirit Spring. What on earth was it up to?
The Five Elements Spirit Spring was his foundation for life, his base for survival, and his cultivation base, without it, Wang Xiaoqiang would truly be at the end of his rope.
