The night wind howled, whipping Lin Xinghe's green robes into a flurry.
She stood before the Seal Gate in the deepest recesses of the Sword Tomb. Though her longsword remained in its scabbard, it already radiated an aura of bone-chilling Sword Qi.
Yun Wufeng stood right before the gate, grasping a fractured ancient sword. Its blade was broken, yet the Sword Qi still flowed like stars, faintly exuding an archaic majesty.
Chapter 229