Lin Xinghe stood in the center of the Trial Grounds. Sweat soaked her clothes, yet she felt not the slightest trace of fatigue.
The Power of the Sword Soul surged within her like a rushing river, granting her a sense of unprecedented strength. The ordinary-looking long sword in her hand now felt as light as a feather, as if it had melted into a part of her very being. She took a deep breath, feeling the faint tremor running through the blade, and fixed her gaze firmly ahead.
The Vermilion Bird hovered in midair, its fiery red feathers fluttering softly in the currents of air like burning flames. It looked down at Lin Xinghe coldly, its eyes devoid of any emotion, as if the fierce battle that had just taken place were nothing more than child's play.
Chapter 58