Even the hilt was covered in cracks.
Zhao Qian's heart sank, and he murmured:
"Heavenly Craft was... broken by the Demon Mother?"
Feng Tianxing said nothing, only staring with an exceedingly grave expression at the broken Heavenly Craft Sword and Lü Daoxuan, who stood hunched on the city tower.
Just then, the half-hunched Lü Daoxuan suddenly struggled to raise his sword hand.
Then Lü Daoxuan, his breath weak, barked hoarsely:
"Heavenly Craft!"
Clang-!
At that single call, the broken Heavenly Craft Sword gave a sword cry, then suddenly blazed with boundless light once more.
Boom...!!
The next instant, under Zhao Qian and Feng Tianxing's horrified gazes, Heavenly Craft abruptly flew down toward Lü Daoxuan, carrying that boundless, flowing light.
It was as though it had draped a brilliantly radiant cloak over Lü Daoxuan.
Then a voice filled with the weariness of countless years rang out across the heavens:
"At last, I remember... everything."
Though the voice came from Lü Daoxuan's mouth, it sounded like someone else.
Boom...!
While Zhao Qian and Feng Tianxing looked on in bewilderment, an utterly terrifying pressure of sword intent suddenly enveloped all of Yanyuntai.
Feng Tianxing drew a deep breath, his heart trembling despite himself as he said:
"This pressure is nothing an ordinary half-immortal could possess..."
At this point, Feng Tianxing's eyes suddenly lit up, horror filling them as he said:
"Could Old Lü... could he have found his Heavenly Official Godhead?!"
As though confirming Feng Tianxing's conjecture, Lü Daoxuan gripped the broken sword and shouted:
"Sword Bearer of the Heavenly Court! Sword Master Lü Kui, returning to his station!"
After that shout, torrents of mighty divine power unique to Immortal Officials suddenly poured from Lü Daoxuan's body.
Seeing this, Feng Tianxing suddenly let out a long breath and grinned:
"He's back! It's all