Su Heng's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he concentrated, channeling his strength into the sword scabbard.
As his strength surged like flames, the ancient blackwood scabbard blurred before lines of text rapidly appeared and swept across it.
"Huff!"
With a gentle swipe of his hand, Su Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
At least the issue didn't arise from his lair in Baihua County, but rather, Meng Huan had encountered trouble.
A few days ago, Wu Chenghua, the second-generation ancestor of the Wu Family, had invited Meng Huan as a guest to discuss matters of resisting the Mythical Battlefield. Within the immortal sects, the Wuji Sword Sect was the strongest. Among the aristocratic families, the Wu Family of Northern Jiang was second to none.
The meaning behind this union of two powers was significant.
