Shi Feng looked down at the barren hill below, fully aware of the existence of a Sacred Sword Fragment but utterly powerless to do anything about it, feeling a surge of frustration and helplessness.
"Forget it! In this case, I can only wait until I become stronger and then make another trip here." Shi Feng murmured softly, knowing very well after sensing the surge of power above the hill earlier that trying to break the Seal Power with force now would be suicidal.
In Shi Feng's right hand, a blood-colored light flashed, and the Bloodthirsty Sword transformed back into a blood-colored sword pattern, embedding itself on the upper part of his right middle finger.
