Under the night sky.
The figure in blue drew her sword, the Sword Light like an ink brush, leaving a long mark on the white Barrier above Cuiqing City.
For Ning Qingman, this outer layer of the White Tower Full Wish Evil Suppression Array was simply vulnerable, and she would soon completely 'strip open' this 'shell' with one sword.
"Careful——"
Fu Ziwu's warning suddenly rang out.
Ning Qingman frowned slightly.
A Nether River, carrying countless solitary souls and chilling ghostly wails, emerged from the void, sweeping toward the figure in blue!
In an instant, Ning Qingman's Heart and Spirit were bewildered, as if fallen into the Netherworld——
The hardships of learning swordsmanship with her father as a child, the joy at seventeen upon being detected with exceptionally high talent, the sudden upheaval, the grief when the Ning Family was destroyed.....
All these memories resurfaced in Ning Qingman's mind like a carousel.
