The original transfer had severed the river of Sword Qi. That was tantamount to abruptly halting Li Guxian's attack; there was no longer any possibility of building a bridge or paving a road back to it!
Yet the turning point's appearance was both unexpected and startlingly sudden. An endless sea of blood surged up, and at the transfer point in its center, a red shadow seemed to have been there from the very beginning!
A faint smile touched the corners of my lips, and a ripple stirred in my heart.
I had originally planned to lend a hand, but now it seemed unnecessary. If I stepped in, there was no way to keep the scales balanced.
Xue Qingcheng looked at Zhao Qian with a strange expression, as if asking her, Of all things, why did you transfer over the endless sea of blood?!
The smile on Zhao Qian's face was a little stiff. Clearly, she was innocent too, though there was some frustration as well. This had plainly appeared of its own accord.
"Now that's interesting. It seems we've returned to that familiar feeling of fighting side by side in those days." Li Guxian lightly patted her multicolored divine sword, weighing it in her hand. Then she gave it a gentle wave, and a streak of Sword Qi shot into the galaxy with a sharp hiss!
She slowly raised her head. Her body seemed to lean back slightly, yet her entire person flew straight into the heavens. "Intent fades upon Azure Edge Terrace; no immortal appears before the Sword Immortal Tower! I fear the summit is not far now—let the sword roam the ends of the earth! Yet never rest!! Infinite Sword God!"
Crack!
Crack-crack-crack!
One sword law after another seemed to be swiftly summoned from the sea of blood.