A halo appeared on the Mystic Beast Appraisal, flickered twice, then dimmed and was completely absorbed by it.
The female corpse that had been slain by the Demon Sword turned into a wisp of white light and flew into the Mystic Beast Appraisal.
"Eh! Could it be that the Mystic Beast Appraisal can not only subdue mystic beasts, but Corpse Fiends as well?"
Ning Xiaochuan hurriedly immersed his mind into the Mystic Beast Appraisal. The female corpse floated in the third space.
The entire space was enveloped in white radiance. At its center floated a stone tablet, engraved with the words, "Third Mystic Beast Palace."
The female corpse's body had been split in two by the Demon Sword. Yet, wrapped in white light, it slowly began to knit back together. In the end, the wound healed completely, without even a single scar left on her body.
Her clothes had been completely shattered, revealing a flawless, snow-white body. Jet-black long hair, slender brows, a graceful neck, alluring collarbones, a jade waist slender enough to encircle with one hand, straight jade legs—her body was a masterpiece that stole nature's craftsmanship, like a Divine Maiden bestowed by heaven! However, she had suffered grievous injuries from the Demon Sword's blow. Although the Mystic Beast Appraisal's power was helping her heal, she had yet to fully recover and remained asleep.
Ning Xiaochuan summoned her out of the Mystic Beast Appraisal and fixed his gaze on the short blade lodged in her chest. That short blade had pierced through her body and ruptured her heart. It was the weapon that had caused her death.
The short blade was only about half a meter long. It was forged from bronze and had already grown rusty, yet Saber Qi still lingered upon its edge, emitting a chilling aura.