Zhou Wan, holding her Ice Sword, stared coldly at Qin Lingwu. Surrounded by a biting chill, she looked like a descending goddess of ice and snow, entirely out of place in this scorching gathering ground. Seeing her appear brought a measure of calm to my heart, giving me a moment to finally catch my breath.
"You're courting death!" Zhou Wan's voice was like ten-thousand-year-old ice, devoid of any emotion. Before her words even faded, her figure flashed, turning into a blur as she charged at Qin Lingwu.
Qin Lingwu clearly hadn't expected Zhou Wan to show up suddenly. He was momentarily stunned, but quickly reacted, swinging his White Jade Longsword to meet her. The two instantly clashed into a chaotic blur of motion; sword light flashed and a biting chill filled the air, neither able to gain the upper hand for a time.
Chapter 81