Demonic Name: Yinli

Cloud seas shrouded the sky, while a mist sea flowed between the mountain peaks.

Between heaven and earth, a mysterious youth clad in green coir and a blue hat trudged along alone.

"Buzz~"

The Liangye Sword trembled lightly, as if reminding the youth that he was not alone.

"What is it?" Lu Ran reached to his waist and gripped the sword hilt.

A fairy shadow quietly emerged, draping herself over his back with her cheek resting against his shoulder. "We're almost there," she said softly.

"Oh?" Lu Ran's heart stirred. "We're very close to the other party now?"

"Mm." The Liangye Sword Spirit answered quietly.

Without realizing it, man and sword had already traveled for nearly half a month.

The Heaven Realm Battlefield was fraught with danger, yet Liangye felt incomparably at ease. At the same time, she felt time flying by, leaving her helpless.

As the distance between them and the other divine weapon steadily shrank, Liangye knew these special and beautiful days were about to end, and that she was about to reach an important turning point in her life.

Either death and the dissipation of her Dao, or soaring into the sky in one bound.

It all depended on this encounter.

The Liangye Sword Spirit slowly closed her beautiful eyes. Feeling the warmth of the palm gripping the sword hilt, she was willing to believe that her ending would be the latter.

If it was not, then the past half month would count as him seeing her off.

That would be perfect enough.

"Are you nervous?" the youth's muffled voice came from behind the Blood Crystal Mask.

"No." The Liangye Sword Spirit answered decisively.

Despite receiving a negative answer, Lu Ran continued on his own, "I'm here."

"Mm." A faint smile appeared on the Liangye Sword Spirit's