The atmosphere in the scene had completely frozen to the brink of coldness.
An invisible string seemed about to snap entirely.
At the moment this string snaps, it is when the furious Sword Intent from both sides will erupt completely!
Yet Jian Ling'er spoke at this moment, breaking this deadlock.
"Ling'er, go ahead."
The young Luo Xuan also held Jian Ling'er's hand firmly.
Jian Kuanglan's face showed a thoughtful expression.
Momentarily restraining the killing intent, wanting to see what Jian Ling'er would say.
"Wood, honestly, even if I'm devoured, it's no big deal…"
Jian Ling'er's first words.
caused the young Luo Xuan, who was holding her hand, to freeze, even in his palm!
"Wood, I naturally belong to the Sword Spirit Race; contributing to the Sword Spirit Race is only fitting…
Moreover, didn't the Sword Master just say that I've absorbed the True Meaning of the Sword Dao from the Eastern Sword Domain for millennia, and only then was I able to take form.
