The radiance continued to condense, instantly taking the shape of a dense shadow.
Even Luo Zheng himself felt a little curious. Who did he trust most?
He had not spent much time with Luo Yan, nor was he the most powerful existence in Luo Yan's eyes.
Yet, deep in Luo Yan's subconscious, the person she trusted most was this elder brother of hers. That was why his clone had appeared...
Then who did he subconsciously trust?
As the radiance continued to condense, it eventually formed a slender, graceful red figure.
The figure held a long spear and stood before him.
When he opened his eyes and saw the figure, he was briefly stunned. Why was it Xun?
Xun's entire body was scarlet, and the light she radiated was searingly intense. It was as though vivid blood were flowing beneath her skin, instantly overwhelming the clones summoned by everyone else.
"Is this big brother's sword spirit?"
Luo Yan raised her head and examined the tall, slender woman.
The last time Luo Zheng had met Luo Yan was inside the Void Spirit Sect, after which Yu Taibai had taken him away directly.
At that time, although Xun had already awakened and had even become one of his greatest aids, Luo Zheng had not summoned Xun while he was in the Void Spirit Sect.
Thus, Luo Yan had always thought Xun was merely a sword spirit. She had never imagined that a wisp of divine consciousness was hidden within her—that she was the Demon Night Race's queen.
Luo Zheng had not expected that the person he trusted most would be Xun, either. He had thought it would be his father.
Thinking about it carefully, his father had appeared twice when he was in the direst straits.
Once, he had helped Luo Zheng withstand