His Master's words seemed to still ring in his ears. Only she could help the blood Beast sect escape its dire straits, and even walk towards its next glory. Yi Li's eyes became more determined, persistent, and passionate than ever.
Immersed in the grey abyss sword technique, Ling Chuxi's mind was completely immersed in a state of emptiness. Bit by bit, she comprehended the profoundness of the sword technique, forgetting time and space.
The sun rose and set, and the stars moved.
A few days had passed, but Ling Chuxi's ethereal figure was still dancing in the wind. Under the shroud of that dazzling splendor, she looked even more mysterious.
