'And lastly, the reflection of the heart...' Xin Yan smiled softly, looking at the beautiful rose-gold color reaching out to her. 'It amplifies the desires of the heart to accomplish what the user wants, be it cutting or defending.'
'Even though his sword intent follows the principles of the path I want to walk, I will not simply follow his path.' With a single thought, Xin Yan manipulated the sword intent and started to change it to her own liking.
She watched as the rose-gold sword intent in her hand began to change color. The pinkish hue started to grow darker.
An aura of slaughter radiated from her sword intent, but it was nowhere near the level of the Slaughtering Sword intent.
Under Xin Yan's eyes, the red threads fell from her hands back into the water and dispersed, but she showed no emotion as if she had anticipated this.
