The clouds shattered under its strike, and the once clear sky suddenly began to dim, vanishing without a trace, absorbed by this black-red intertwined blade!
Not a single cloud in sight.
Only this black sword enveloped in magma, like a sword suspended in the air, piercing the clouds, can penetrate all laws and evil between heaven and earth.
Whether on the mountain or below, everyone was attracted by the brilliance in the sky, staring blankly, dumbfounded, watching this rare miracle across millennia.
"No! Ye Fengsheng and the people have started again!"
At the moment the light rose, Qiu Yun had already been noticed. She looked at the differently colored swords. Raising her brow slightly forward, she listened to a word from Jing Ya. Jing Ya bowed, standing beside her, without waiting for Jing Ya's response. She leapt into the air under everyone's gaze, transforming into a shadow, flying towards the sword light. Indeed.
