Zhong Yue was more than excited to see this. He stared at Feng Changyang whose sword had been rusty and also sharpened for 70,000 years!
Hiding from plain sight for 70,000 years might have rendered him inexperience for combat but just how sharp and quick was this sword after it was being sharpened for 70,000 years?
"And I shall fight with you!"
In this secret chamber, Zhong Yue and Feng Jikai placed their hands on their chest!
"From now on, there will be a third Fuxi in this universe!"
Zhong Yue laughed, "Can you still wait? Continue sharpening your sword for another few years and by then, you and I, we shall open a bloodied path for the Fuxi Celestial Race's future!"
Feng Jikai replied with a serious tone, "But don't you dare keep me waiting for too long! I am afraid that my sword and my heart will turn rusty again."
