Jing Jiu Tells Stories
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Two figures of the Green Mountain in the Heavenly Arrival State were both here.
What could the West Ocean Sword Sect do then?
The figure of the Heavenly Arrival State thirty miles away had given his reaction.
To wield the sword one more time.
That sword light was even brighter than before, and more intimidating, as if it would take over heaven and earth. The sword flew up like a huge magic bird, soon passing through the empty realm and vanishing without a trace. It should have arrived in the thunder region.
Was the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean going to take the risk of fighting against two swordsmen of the Heavenly Arrival State by drawing the heavenly thunder with his sword?
Countless gazes were fixed upon the deep end of the night sky.
With emotions of every sort, the Cultivation practitioners waited nervously for that sword light to reappear.