Surprising Sights After the Gate
The blood-stained strands of black hair clung to Lu Yao's temples as she clenched her back teeth. Spiritual power erupted from her dantian like molten magma, and a searing heat surged through her body.
Ma Lin's Dark Iron Sword whistled past her ear, the piercing wind howling close by. The moment the sword struck the crystal cluster, seven streaks of sword Qi burst forth. Fragments scattered in all directions from the impact, filling her vision with a dazzling, flashing brilliance.
Chapter 115