In the Refinement Room, waves of heat rolled.
The temperature in the room had long surpassed the limits of human endurance, yet Wang Chen, who was seated before the Creation Cauldron, did not have a single drop of sweat on his face.
He was fully focused on controlling the sword embryo inside the Treasured Cauldron, refining away the impurities bit by bit.
After seven days of refining, the materials True Person Shen had previously provided had already transformed into the embryonic form of a Flying Sword inside the Creation Cauldron.
This Red Sky Sword, Wang Chen had adopted a very simple design, with only a ring separating the blade and the hilt, devoid of a guard or any decorations, emanating an ancient charm.
Because True Person Shen had requested that the better the killing power of the Flying Sword, the better, but limited by the materials he provided, Wang Chen could only take an unconventional approach, reducing extraneous elements and size to make it sharper.
