Lin Xinghe sat cross-legged and in deep meditation at the innermost part of the Sword Alliance secret chamber, surrounded by thirty-six star-patterned array stones that emitted a deep blue radiance.
She closed her eyes to regulate her breathing, the Five-Vein Sword Soul slowly circulating within her meridians. With every cycle, a strange resonance seemed to echo throughout her body.
Ever since she sealed the Netherworld Rift, her sea of consciousness had been faintly restless. Five sword soul phantoms flickered between clarity and blurriness, as if recounting a forgotten past.
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