"Don't rush, I will enter soon. For now, keep your eyes wide open!"
As soon as the words fell, Xia Liu's divine sense surged.
In an instant, the Flowing Fire Sword spun and flew out.
As if responding to Xia Liu's call, the Flowing Fire Sword trembled incessantly.
Even if it wasn't moving, the sound of the desolate sword still resounded in all directions.
"What a crisp sword sound!"
"Hmm! I feel my heart and soul trembling!"
"You all stop talking, that's not the sound of a sword!"
Master Daozhen couldn't help but speak out.
"Not the sound of a sword?"
"That's not right! This is clearly the sound of a sword!"
"Yes, I heard it too."
"We all heard it."
Everyone was puzzled, could it be that Master Daozhen heard other sounds?
"You weren't listening carefully; that's not the sound of a sword but the sound of a soul!"
"Sword Soul?"
"Impossible, do swords still have Sword Souls now?"
...
Amidst everyone's amazement.
