Time flew by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already two days later.
At this moment, Qi Chuan, sitting cross-legged on a flat stone, suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the void in front of him, where only his flying sword and the last piece of Tier Two Top Grade metal materials remained.
Moreover, this piece of Tier Two Top Grade metal materials appeared somewhat "withered" and "shrunken," as if it had been strangely "drained."
On the other hand, Qi Chuan's flying sword shimmered with a cold light, sharp and boundless, emitting a pale golden glow. Ancient runes flowed on the sword's surface, giving it an extraordinary feel.
"This flying sword should be on the brink of advancing to a Tier Two Top Grade Flying Sword. It just needs a bit more 'Metal Essence Qi' to make the leap!"
Seeing this scene, Qi Chuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he thought to himself.
