The saber howl shook the air, instilling a saber aura within it. It all originated from the newly manifested saber within Wei Wuyin's hand, barely even gripped by him, yet it was reacting so strongly. Wei Wuyin had the feeling that if he wished to change this saber's shape, it would adamantly refuse! It gave him that type of lively feeling.
SHIIING!
When he finally gripped the sword, the saber howl reached a whole new height in intensity as if jubilated at Wei Wuyin's acceptance of it. The edge of the saber coursed with saber light, containing boundless saber energies of exceptionally high-grade. Despite not being able to see the saber, he felt every curve, every weight, and every reaction it had. A small smirk of elation firmed on his face, causing him to brandish the saber slightly.