C138 Evil Killing Blade

Beneath the relentless scorching of the unknown flames, the Holy Stone of Light quickly began to melt away. The rocky outer layer swiftly crumbled into ash, while the golden substance within transformed into a pool of molten gold, deftly contained by the Ghost Craftsman's spiritual force amidst the fire.

"Condense!" bellowed the Ghost Craftsman. With a mere exertion of his spiritual force