"What have you done?" She spat out her words expressionlessly. In her hand, there was a long black sword. The old sword changed. It looked much better and gave people a sense of mysterious charm.
"I didn't expect you, righteous cultivator, to use this type of sword. But if it was you, I don't doubt the surprise you'll show me." As soon as he saw the sword, his eyes flashed. He chuckled in amusement.
"Do you know this sword?" She asked slowly.
"A sword that was neither for God nor demon, a thing that not any beings could touch. Even those pure fairies from other realms or those terrifying monsters from the dark realm didn't have the guts to touch this sword. How did you get this sword to recognize you as its master?" He finally put away his cold expression and smiled playfully.
