Qin Sang fixed his gaze firmly on the Soul-Nourishing Wood. The wood was entirely pitch-black, riddled with holes like a worm-eaten rotten log.0

Qin Sang recalled that the ancient records he had read described the Soul-Nourishing Wood’s appearance exactly like this.0

On its surface flickered a faint layer of azure light. Just seeing it with the naked eye made one’s very soul feel soothed. That was the soul light unique to Soul-Nourishing Wood.0

"So big!" Qin Sang was both shocked and overjoyed.1

The Infinite Blood Mulberry Wood he had obtained from the Lightning-Devouring Falcon’s nest was merely a thin fragment, yet it had already elevated his artifact to an astra. If he could refine this entire piece of Soul-Nourishing Wood, to what extent could his ebony sword be raised? Could it directly advance to the...0