Such an astonishing sword strike left everyone stunned, casting their attention to the arena...
The storm dispersed, revealing a figure amidst the swirling dust.
The woman was no longer as graceful as before. Her white robe was covered in dust, and she looked so bedraggled, yet nothing could hide her unparalleled elegance.
Everyone's hearts were struck with awe, their gazes filled with shock, as if they couldn't believe their own eyes.
"You... how did you survive!"
Lin Li's voice trembled, roaring with a sense of tearing despair.
In that move, he had used all his power, yet under such a grand strike, this woman still managed to survive...
"Yue'er!"
An Qian's heart experienced a violent tremor, her eyes staring blankly at Mu Ruyue as she emerged from the dust. The joy of retrieving what was lost almost made her scream, yet she quickly covered her mouth.
However, her trembling body still revealed her inner excitement...
"Master, so Master is alright..."
