The black sword melted extremely quickly, like a sword made of snow falling into a pot of boiling water. However, the snow was black.
Almost instantly, the entire sword melted into black water and flowed down between Huo Qiyun's fingers to the ground.
Huo Qiyun felt a familiar burning sensation and saw a strange red color on his hand where the black water touched. Shock immediately appeared in his eyes. He suddenly looked at Lin Ran and asked in surprise, "That black water is actually a sword?!"
"That 'water' is actually a large swarm of insects, but I condensed it into a sword."
As Lin Ran spoke, he waved his hand, and the black water on the ground immediately began to gather. In just a few seconds, it condensed into the shape of a sword.