Swoosh!
A sword light descended, and Qiqi's figure appeared, targeting the puppet child.
"Little girl, your soul origin is not stable yet. You're not my match!"
The child smiled and flicked his finger. A spatial blade flew out and shattered the sword light. "I already said that I don't have any ill intentions. Otherwise, with my strength, the two of you would only die."
"Sword Descends From the Nine Heavens!"
Qiqi's eyes darkened. With a soft shout, the longsword in her hand erupted with a dazzling light. The Obsidian-grade longsword instantly shattered into pieces of starlight because it could not withstand the powerful energy.
Then, under Qiqi's control, it turned into a river of stars and fell from the sky. It was like a waterfall formed by sword aura that fell majestically!
"This sword actually condensed the power of the galaxy. Impressive!"
