Giving Birth

"The Firefly Sword? What a joke!"

Facing the incoming sword qi, the celestial maiden calmly raised her hand.

Whoosh—

Before her spell could activate, the sword qi grazed past her cheek and severed the Cloud Sea stretching a thousand miles behind her with a single stroke.

The celestial maiden's expression froze. Then she felt an icy, bone-piercing killing intent that was enough to suffocate a person.

Yin and yang reversed; the two principles merged into one.

Fu Xuanxing's sword today was different from what it had been a hundred days ago.

Beneath that single sword strike, it seemed as if the entire world brimmed with killing intent toward the celestial maiden.

Heavenly Sword, Dao Sword, Sword of Yin and Yang.

The Taixuan Two-Embracing Heaven-Escaping Sword Art?

"Instant Light." Without a moment's hesitation, the celestial maiden immediately chanted a spell and shifted away.

Sword light swept past her side, shaving every mountaintop flat within a hundred miles.

This bastard had trained bitterly for a hundred days, and his swordsmanship had advanced this quickly?

"The you before me is different from the you of a hundred days ago." Seeing the young man's high spirits and soaring battle intent, the celestial maiden's face turned cold.

"But compared to a hundred days ago, you have grown much weaker."

The young man gripped his sword and faced her. "Your control over the Wind Dragon Secret Realm has weakened."

The celestial maiden's gaze passed through the young man and settled on the cave behind him.

Vast swathes of azure wind gathered together, like a sacred and majestic Divine Dragon coiling around the area layer upon layer.

On the day Fu Yaozhen gave birth, the entire small world of the secret realm shook. The source of the dragon veins surged madly toward Fu Yaozhen, preparing for the