Like Teacher, Like Friend, Like Soulmate
編輯: Larbre Studio
Zhang Ruochen was sure that he'd heard his sword soul instead of his sword intent or sword spirit.
Ling Feiyu's slender frame floated up like a feather. She landed on Cloud River without even the slightest ripple.
Clang!
Following a metallic chime, a saint sword appeared in her snow-white hands.
The glint was like frost.
Now, Zhang Ruochen finally realized that Ling Feiyu's sword was the Heaven-Burier Sword, one of the six swords that locked Pluto and was stolen by Blood Emperor Qingtian.
Blood Emperor Qingtian had already been killed by Chi Yao. The Immortal Vampires of Kunlun's Field were practically all wiped out.
The present Kunlun's Field was a unified world. Humans were the kings and everyone else submitted to them. Thousands of races respected only the Empress. It was normal that the Heaven-Burier sword was back in Ling Feiyu's hands.
She raised the sword and started dancing on the water.