Chu Huaixu, dressed in a black robe, saw a sword above Mirror Lake.
A completely pitch-black sword.
It seemed somewhat like the materialization of the Heart Sword within the Sea of Consciousness.
The ink-black long sword bore no excessive engravings.
Ancient, simple, grand, yet also giving a sense of sharpness.
"In 'Borrowed Sword', have I trained myself into... a sword?" thought Chu Huaixu.
"Moreover, can my sword borrow others'... swords?"
He felt something was off but couldn't quite put a finger on it.
In the mirror, as he began to gaze at himself, that strand of power truly emerged within Chu Huaixu's body.
It was... the Power of Origin!
Chu Huaixu saw a chaotic yet extremely pure light arising on the black sword in the mirror, wandering along the sword's body.
And within his body, there also appeared a chaotic and mysterious power.
It was merely a wisp, beginning to run rampant throughout his body.
