In this world, any true dragon's blood of a mature age inherently contains certain natural rules.
The strength of these rules can't be described as great or small, as no one can truly understand the type of rules contained within this blood.
It is precisely because of these indescribable qualities that this blood becomes even more precious and rare.
Ye Feng flicked his wrist, and the blood in his hand floated forward, merging into the nearly fully formed sword blade.
As soon as the blood merged, the entire sword began to tremble, the amplitude far beyond Ye Feng's imagination.
Even so, Ye Feng remained motionless, simply sitting quietly, observing the sword blade, and cautiously sensing everything.
The rule power of the entire Divine Country World was invisibly manipulated by Ye Feng, pressing against the sword blade.
Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had gone by. During this time, Ye Feng remained in this state of refining.
