At the instant the contract was concluded, a snow-white halo appeared around the long, black blade, enveloping it like the halo that surrounds the moon during an eclipse, making the entire blade look not only sharp but also possessing an unusual beauty.
"What a beautiful blade," Shen Qiang thought with joy.
Casually infusing True Yuan, Shen Qiang gently swung in the direction of the river's flow.
Whoosh!
Everywhere the sword light touched, the river waters within a hundred meters were immediately split in half.
"Strong! So strong!" Shen Qiang watched in awe.
Meanwhile, the young girl Kang Luoying, standing in the distance behind Shen Qiang, watched Shen Qiang in the river with eyes full of shock, because just moments ago, as the master of the Qingyun Sword, she had tried numerous times to recall her supreme Immortal Artifact, the Qingyun Sword.
Only to discover that the Qingyun Sword wouldn't obey her at all.
Not only that.
