Chang'an, the entire city shook.
Between Li Qiubai and Chang'an City, a colossal aura rose like the Lan Cang River.
A surge of Sword Qi burst forth, sweeping from left to right.
Bull Ear leapt out, a Taoist Artifact dust-covered for ten thousand years, restored to its former glory with the Sword Master's path-opening once again.
Like a broken sword reforged.
Then, its momentum returned.
A radiant light, as clear as water, flashed over the three-foot blade of Bull Ear, swirling brilliantly.
The buzzing sound of the sword echoed in Heaven and Earth, and with terrifying speed, rippled out in all directions.
Heaven and Earth resonated with the sword's sound, forgetting both things and self, joy and sorrow.
Everyone who witnessed this sword let out a gasp.
Finally, as the sword emerged.
The world became silent, save for the howl of the flying sword piercing the sky.
Everyone looked up following the sound.
