Only the fire spiritual root from the same source can preserve his life, preventing the dissolution of his cultivation.
Do you think that my Spirit Root is still intact, never sacrificed? Now, the Spirit Root beneath his chest, whose should it be?"
Baili An's furrowed brows almost twisted into a knot.
Sword Master Yu is a peerless genius in Sword Dao; his Spirit Root possesses the fire element and contains pure Sword Intent.
To match him, none other than the Princess in all the world.
But if she did not sacrifice her Spirit Root, how did Sword Master Yu turn peril into safety and retain his cultivation?
Baili An couldn't understand this logic, yet facing the obscure gaze of the Princess, a chill abruptly rose within his heart.
The Princess apparently had no intention of engaging in idle talk, her face suddenly unfurling into a smile neither cold nor warm:
"Years ago, the one who rescued him from the battlefield was none other than the Middle Ghost Empress, Lady Ying Ji!"
