Water droplets enter the sword, like sweet rain nourishing the parched earth.
The initially restless magical sword gradually calmed down, and the chaotic spirit patterns on the sword began to rearrange, orderly absorbing the essence of the Spirit Pattern Divine Wood Sand.
Time flowed by, and it was unclear how long had passed, with only the faint sound of the magical sword absorbing spiritual power left in the cave.
Finally, the last particle of Spirit Pattern Divine Wood Sand was completely integrated.
At this moment, the seventy-two emerald magical swords were completely transformed, the sword bodies emitting a dazzling green glow, as if sculpted from jade.
Intricate and exquisite wood element spirit patterns intertwined into magnificent designs, with spiritual power fluctuations gentle as a spring breeze yet hiding a sharpness that was unstoppable.
"Finally... it is done!"
