Miscalculations

Chang Ping's eyes glowed blue, her killing intent imbued by the Essence of Origin wreaked havoc without care for who was who. She simply wielded a sword and appeared before them all, fearless, as though her entire being changed.

"It had been… so long." Chang Ping grinned because for the first in a long time, she could feel her body free! The Abyssal Poison no longer stunted her movement, the pain no longer impaired her decisions, and finally, nothing clouded her qi.

In fact, the qi flowing in her meridians was so clean that every moment it did flow it cleansed her entire being. Liberating, the power it gave was powerful, it felt like her entire existence was outside of this Universe's laws. 

No longer did a chain bound her, and without any of such things, Chang Ping was free to do what she wanted to do. She moved and brought out a crimson sword from her inventory, a gleaming sword that hummed under the moonlight, this was her Natal Weapon, "Crimson Plague."