Wang Jian didn't answer the empress's question.
However, a sword finally appeared in his hand.
It was an ordinary iron sword. It was as if he had bought it from a random weapon shop with the least amount of money.
However, this sword was no longer ordinary in the hands of Sword Emperor Wang Jian.
Wang Jian casually held his sword. There wasn't much dazzling sword light on his sword.
However, the world around him suddenly lit up.
In the storm, every drop of rain seemed to flash with light.
The wind and rain stopped.
It wasn't a pause, but rather, time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Time and space froze.
The countless drops of rain were all suspended in the air.
Every drop of rain was shining with dazzling sword light.
The world around Sword Emperor Wang Jian seemed to form a rain of light.
Countless specks of light gathered together, forming a storm of sword light, like an ocean of sword light.
