This Youngest Sister Peak is incredibly high; after all, they spent a whole day and night just climbing to the peak. If she were to fall, even with her strong True Qi and profound swordsmanship, she would inevitably be smashed to pieces.
After all, not everyone can ascend like Duan Yun, stepping foot over foot into the sky.
At this moment, Ziyu took a deep breath, causing her already ample chest to expand even further.
Meanwhile, one of her eyes changed color — that was Qingyu's gaze.
Ziyu couldn't help but awaken her sister, a sign that she intended to push her Sword Intent to the extreme.
"This is it!" Ziyu suddenly shouted.
She wasn't talking to herself but to Qingyu.
Because here, she was at the closest point to the snow peak and needed to change the situation now.
"Got it, what a bother."
Qingyu's impatient voice rang out.
At this moment, the two sisters' minds became one, and Ziyu flicked her wrist, sending out a sword strike.
