Luo Qingwu placed the Xuanche Sword over her knees before she swallowed one of the pills she carried with her. She focused on her breathing and worked to replenish her sword Qi and mana.
Fearsome mana wasn’t her forte, but her swordplay and techniques were ferocious and powerful and consumed large amounts of her mana.
Zhuge Zhan watched Luo Qingwu and a sparkle flashed across his eyes. The Saintly Celestial Primordial Sword Formation was extremely powerful, and its offensive capabilities were petrifying. A single misstep and both of them would perish under the sword.
Even though Luo Qingwu’s mantras and mana were far superior to other nascent soul stage cultivators and she was far more adept with swordplay and even defeated a host of immortal soul stage sword cultivators from Mount Shu, she was still in mortal danger before the immense power of the Saintly Celestial Primordial Sword Formation.
