The sword slash made the sky tremble and the space waver as if it could shatter a small mountain into pieces.
At this moment.
"Interesting."
Liu Ruolan seemed to finally become serious, her eyes suddenly changing, a bone-chilling coldness emanating from her.
"Clang~"
A clear sound of a sword resounded softly.
A long soft sword at Liu Ruolan's waist unsheathed abruptly and swiftly fell into her palm.
It was a slender soft sword that seemed to be cast from flowing water, its blade thinner and more delicate than usual, with mysterious inscriptions that floated gently, appearing extremely profound.
This sword was called "Water's Dao Treasure Sword," a replica of the divine treasure "Water's Dao True Spirit Sword."
After Liu Ruolan's ascension to the Celestial Human Realm, Wang Shouzhe began seeking a suitable magical treasure for her. It took several years before he finally acquired this magical treasure level water-element soft sword at an auction.
