1481 End of the War

"Grug!"

Zi Yan's body did not move even as the three dragon kings escaped. Her purple eyes were filled with a cold intent as she stared in the direction the trio had vanished. A moment later, that seemingly liquid-like golden sword in her hand shook and scattered into nothing. A mouthful of fresh blood was spat from Zi Yan's mouth while the Dragon Slaying Sword vanished. Her body also began to slowly fall.

Xiao Yan was startled upon seeing her fall. He hurriedly moved forward and caught her. His heart involuntarily ached after seeing her extremely pale face. It seemed that using the Dragon Slaying Sword greatly exhausted Zi Yan. Moreover, this kind of exhaustion did not appear to be simple Dou Qi exhaustion…

"I'm fine…"

Zi Yan's eyes looked at Xiao Yan as she lay in his embrace. A somewhat forceful smile surfaced on her face.