Within the Glazed Sword Realm, the Sword Qi was severe, and the hills were littered with broken divine blades and numerous magic artifacts.
Apart from the absence of corpses, this place almost resembled an ancient battlefield forgotten by the mortal world.
Li Muyang stood amidst it all, turning around only to see a white figure emerge out of thin air in the void.
She was dressed in a vestment robe of plain white, her feet suspended three feet off the ground, her garment and robe corners silently flowing as if in water.
Her facial features were identical to those of the Glass Immortal Maiden, Chu Qingxue.
However, her gaze was ice-cold and indifferent, vacant as if devoid of any emotions. She did not look like a living person, but more like a machine.
—Sword Spirit, that was her self-proclaimed identity.
Gazing at Li Muyang who was before her, this woman, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Glass Immortal Maiden Chu Qingxue, said.
