The sword-shaped primordial spirit kept trembling. Nearly an hour later, it gradually settled down.
Very special!
The primordial spirit itself gave off an incomparably sharp feeling, as though merely sensing it would leave one sliced apart.
This primordial spirit was exceptionally aggressive.
Li Su blinked. Was this what it meant to be a one-in-ten-thousand special primordial spirit?
Perhaps because it was sword-shaped, its hardness was beyond expectation, seemingly no weaker than gold or stone.
Though it lacked the blazing brilliance of a normal Yang Spirit, the light that could melt all things—
—it had instead become a sword edge, making it even more lethal.
Li Su was already a Yang Spirit cultivator, and one at the Extreme Realm at that, yet even he found its sharpness pressing against him. Once it fully took shape, simply standing there would be enough to mince someone into a thousand pieces.
Moreover, this sword edge was not a physical attack, but one aimed at the mind and spirit, making it all the stranger and harder to guard against.
Thoughts were thoughts; Li Su did not have any particular designs on this unusual soul.
He simply could not help sighing. He had finally managed to break through, only for the suppression to nearly cause a problem.
The girl before him had truly struck it lucky. She had encountered him and received his protection.
Otherwise, given the commotion from her breakthrough, once she was discovered, she would have been captured without a doubt.
That luck was simply heaven-defying.
Was this what it meant to be Heaven's favorite child?
Di Gongrui had not mentioned him to anyone else, yet she had told this girl.
Sighing inwardly, Li Su led her onward.
Though she had stabilized, it would still be quite some time before it was over. He