Above the clouds, a beautiful figure stood. Murong Qingxue's eyes were cold and clear. Pure white light shone down as she flew in all directions. She looked ethereal, almost as if she had transformed into Dao, coexisting with the immortals.
However, upon closer inspection, one could see that there was a bit of divine light rippling in her pupils. A powerful fluctuation was spreading out.
"Chi!"
Finally, she raised her hand. At this moment, Murong Qingxue slowly raised the heavenly something divine sword in her hand. Instantly, a white light was released from the divine sword.
Numerous runes appeared on the heavenly something divine sword.
Instantly, sword intent rumbled in the sky.
Murong Qingxue held the heavenly something divine sword in her hand and slashed down!
"Little junior brother, take this!"
Instantly, sword intent emerged densely. Then, it turned into a line and flew toward Yu Xuzi along her fingertip.