Eldest Senior Sister's voice was cold yet resolute, seeming to come from the highest heavens with an unquestionable majesty.
Slowly, she raised her slender, fair hand. In her palm, a long sword as clear as autumn water, radiating a soft blue light, materialized out of thin air.
Ancient and mysterious runes flickered across the blade, and as the light flowed, the boundless, mighty force of the universe seemed to surge within it.
Chapter 82