The Heavenly Materials Sword’s Eight Hearts and Arrows

"Heavenly Materials sword, this is my magnum opus!" Cheng Yu grasped the green sword, a confident expression on his face.

He and Fang Xing looked at each other in the air. This sword's sword qi alarmed her. She felt that the sword was very special; there was something strange about it that couldn't be put into words.

It wasn't long before Fang Xing figured out why it was strange.

This sword was hollow, and didn't contain a sword spirit at all.

It was a spirit sword without a sword spirit, but which had been made out of ultimate materials with ultimate craftsmanship.

This was Fang Xing's first time seeing a spirit sword without a sword spirit.

"This is the perfect sword body that I have created, but it lacks a soul." Cheng Yu slowly slid his fingers down the length of the sword, and it released imposing sword qi in their wake as highly dense fluctuations surged violently like an ocean.