[Inner Demon World]
Huang Ying Yue's mind was bewildered. The moment her hand touched the sword, she felt like this sword belonged to her. An overwhelming power spread from her veins to her heart. Every meridian in her body felt this amount of immense strength.
The people who flew high in the dark red sky, with the red moon as the background, trembled with trepidation feeling. At this time, Huang Ying Yue didn't pay attention to these people's reaction at all.
Her hands gently stroke the sword's body faintly with fondness. The black-red sword trembled and took the initiative to rub her hand back with affection, as if the sword has the spirit and feeling.
She held the sword in her right hand, waved back and fort. When she waved the sword, the people in the sky stepped back as if they feared of the sword's power.
The black shadow that was holding her waist from behind smiled slightly with excitement.
