C30 Comprehension

Half a month later, in the dense forest, three figures, one human and one dog, slowly walked forward.

Wu Chen had long refined the glacial meteorite into the sword hilt, the originally pitch-black Eight Trigrams of Yin and Yang, had now turned icy blue.

There were several tens of kilograms of glacial meteorite, and in the end, the only one that he could use was the tiny bit on his sword hilt