"Crack—"
Another crack appeared on the Stone Sword, expanding. The seal couldn't hold on for much longer; the Sword God would soon break free.
Perhaps earlier, it wouldn't have been so quick, but when Qing Yu plunged the Heavenly Talent Sword's tip into the Sword God Lake, it essentially handed the Sword God a key to unlocking the seal.
The original owner of the Heavenly Talent Sword was the Sword God himself, and even after nine hundred years apart, this sword was still under his command. When the sword tip flew into the Sword God Lake, it was drawn by him and fiercely pierced into the Stone Sword, hastening the collapse of the seal.
"Young friend, could I ask for your help?" the Sword God said.
"Oh? I am curious to hear what help I could offer the Sword God," Qing Yu asked with apparent interest.
