Su Ming'an's Sword of Destiny, Immortal's Talisman, and Eye of the Old Days resonated simultaneously.
Most of the energy from The World of Old Days needed to be used in the tug-of-war with Dieying, leaving little energy for Su Ming'an. But he had plenty of energy—all collected by his own hand along the way.
Tina, Lusi, Yang Jiayu, Wang Mingming, Yang Qi, Hei Que, Grandma Lin, Tao Meng, Alice...
One after another, the figures floated in his palm, their joys, sorrows, loves, hates, and desires... merging into streams of luminous blue, making the Sword of Destiny gleam brightly.
They seemed to have left long ago, yet it was as if they had never left.
In addition, the Deity gifted Su Ming'an with energy preserved for thousands of years.
The luminous blue currents circled like a galaxy around the golden white blade, climbing up Su Ming'an's arm. He stared intently at these figures, images flashing through his mind...
