Every word spoken will surely be known.

When the Lake Sword began pulsing with a heartbeat-like fluctuation, Lu Yao hurriedly summoned it back.

He was very familiar with this fluctuation, as it was the same movement when the three Spiritual Sparrowhawks had hatched, signifying the birth of life.

Indeed, before long, a girl emerged from the sword, the scene resembling Soul Travel.

Upon closer inspection, he saw that the girl was dressed in a gothic-style purple dress with dazzling golden hair like the sun, complementing her skin that was as white and lustrous as jade.

Her figure was lithe and graceful, her slender waist delicate and ungraspable, and her appearance was stunningly beautiful with a hint of valiance, three parts dignity and nobility that commanded solemn respect and made one hesitant to look directly at her.

The only thing was, her eyes lacked pupils, just like Lu Yao's Divine Soul at this moment.

But the next second, she blinked, and pupils appeared! They were gem-like emerald eyes~