Li Yuqing spoke earnestly, her expression somber and stern.
The enormous silver-white sword hovering behind her, the sword intent that could tear apart heaven and earth slowly fermenting, gradually began to emit a "shush" of alien sounds.
Many silver-white sword lights, like sprightly fish, burst into existence, playfully swimming around in the area before her.
The sword lights like fish as if swimming in a real sea, joyful and lively.
This place was in the Mysterious Fog, only empty, void-like mist, nothing else.
Here, not even the slightest force existed, neither the Filth Alien Power nor the nature's spiritual energy.
Yet those sword lights gave off a sense of vibrancy, as if they were alive.
"Please enlighten me."
Li Yuqing clasped her hands and her gaze suddenly became intensely focused.
From the moment the first strand of silver-white sword light emerged, flying from that sword, the smirk on Qi Xu's face vanished.
