Crisis!

In the vast sea of consciousness, a streak of sword-shaped phantom floated there silently, looking transparent and dreamlike, just like glass, but brighter than ever.

The moment that Jian Wushuang recognized this streak, he knew that it was the Sword Soul!

Previously, the Sword Soul just began to awaken and had not taken form yet. However, now the Sword Soul had awoken thoroughly and formed a solid sword-shaped phantom.

"I'm wondering what would happen after my Sword Soul evolved into the sword-shaped phantom?" Jian Wushuang was curious, but now the sword-shaped phantom just silently floated in the sea of consciousness, so he could not find out anything.

"Maybe it would be helpful to my sense of sword essence?" Jian Wushuang murmured with a smile.

But at that moment…

"What?"