Before the trial began, who could have imagined that Liu Qingxian, the one with the weakest cultivation and the shortest time spent comprehending the Sword Dao, would persist until now?
At this moment, she was already drenched in sweat. Her face was pale, entirely devoid of color. Her eyes were tightly shut, her eyelids twitching constantly, and her eyelashes trembling slightly. Her lips were gradually turning black. This was a sign of her consciousness being overdrawn. If this continued, her soul would most likely be damaged.
However, it was precisely because she was pushing her limits that her Sword Dao Crystal was steadily closing the gap with Yan Rushi's. Both of their Sword Dao Crystals were now about the size of a ball. Liu Qingxian's was merely slightly smaller, and this gap was still shrinking!
