"Another nirvana?!"
"What's going on? Can the Phoenix Race's nirvana be used like this?"
"Didn't she just finish her nirvana?"
After everyone heard Long Zhui's voice, their gazes swept over Ye Huang, who was undergoing nirvana for the second time, before settling on Long Zhui.
Among those present, aside from Ye Huang, if there was anyone who could explain what was happening to her, it could only be the dragon race, which had been enemies with the Phoenix Race for who knew how many years.
"It can be done, but, but..."
Long Zhui's voice came in fits and starts, making everyone even more anxious.
But what? Just say it already!
After hesitating for a long while, Long Zhui not only failed to explain, but instead let out a deep sigh. "Forget it. You should just watch for yourselves. You'll understand soon enough. No wonder she said she could support the young master in condensing the Emperor Sword. I never expected her to be willing to do this."
The more he spoke, the more questions everyone had.
Yet seeing the expression on his face—one that refused to say it aloud no matter what—they had no idea how to press him further.
Meanwhile, Qin Shaofeng was still making history.
No matter how displeased everyone felt, none of them chose this moment to say anything more.
As Ye Huang's second nirvana began, the essence core that had just fused into Qin Shaofeng's body once again separated and merged out.
This time was different from before.
Qin Shaofeng could clearly feel that this essence core gave him the sensation that it was his own essence core.
He was at a critical juncture now and had no way to spare his attention to think about anything else.
The condensation of the Emperor Sword continued.
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