“Wu…shuang?”
Fu Yan stared at the two faint symbols on the blade and repeated the name under her breath, bewildered.
At that moment, however, the Wushuang Sword was pressed against her throat. An exceptionally powerful sword aura bore down on her. A strand of her black hair drifted toward it, and the instant it touched the sword aura, it was shredded and scattered across the ground.
The Myriad Swords Cavern was utterly silent. Fu Yan, clad in a tattered red robe, stood frozen in place. Since the Wushuang Sword before her made no further move, she did not dare...
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