Lin Xinghe spent three days in secluded cultivation, the aura of her Sword Soul circulating smoothly within her body as the Third Heaven firmly stabilized.
The moment she stepped out of the chamber, the air outside the main hall of the Sword Alliance seemed to freeze for a fraction of a second—not because her pressure was overwhelming, but because the sharp, icy coldness radiating from her very core made everyone involuntarily hold their breath.
Without a word, she stood in the center of the council hall, her gaze sweeping over the representatives of the major sects. Among them were old friends who had once fought alongside her, as well as potential enemies harboring evil intentions and ulterior motives.
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