167 167. Rivals

It took Noah an entire day to reach the limit of what his mental sphere could handle.

In the end, a big black boulder of "Breath" was formed over the sea.

Noah felt that his head was about to split, the pressure from that "Breath" coupled with the two blood companions was stressing his mind to no end.

Yet, taking the "Breath" directly from his dantian vastly increased the speed at which he accumulated it.

'Now, refinement.'

Noah focused, he endured the pain and forced his mental state to remember the image of the saber flying undisputed in the sky.

When he felt that he was ready, he immersed the "Breath" in the sea.

It took a long time to refine it.

The "Breath" stayed in the sea for four entire days before coming out in a different form.

It resembled again the blade of a saber but its color had more shades of blue than the last time.

'The headache hindered my mental state, I should not force myself so much next time.'

Noah judged and prepared to start his forging.