As Xiao Huai spoke, she suddenly began to spin the rattle drum in her hand. Accompanied by the rapid drumbeat, all the standard swords in the Hidden Sword Pavilion vibrated!
Clang— Clang— Clang—
The sharp whistle caused by the unsheathing of the swords instantly drowned out the drumbeats.
All the standard swords were unsheathed out of thin air and gathered together like a school of fish in the deep sea. In an instant, the entire Hidden Sword Pavilion flickered with a cold light, and surging sword intent wreaked havoc, almost materializing!
Xiao Huai's figure slowly rose into the air, and traces of an extremely sinister evil aura spread out from her body, lingering around her like a pitch-black poisonous fog.
Soon, Xiao Huai's figure could no longer be seen clearly. Only her hollow black eyes were hidden in the depths of the evil fog, staring at Lin Ran with malice!
All of this happened in an instant.