Ten days and nights have passed.
Xia Liu's consciousness had awakened five days ago.
What troubled him was that.
He hadn't been able to fully wake up.
He couldn't open his eyes.
He could hear the sounds of the outside world.
But he couldn't see the people outside.
He couldn't even sense the nature's spiritual energy.
In fact, it wasn't that he couldn't sense nature's spiritual energy, but this realm simply had no nature's spiritual energy.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be a scenario where four countries dominate with mortals as supreme.
"Xiaomei, have you seen a weapon like this?"
Stroking the translucent scabbard in her hand, He Xue asked in wonder.
This sword was something she had picked up next to Xia Liu.
It must be Xia Liu's weapon, no mistake.
And it was precisely because of this sword that made her even more convinced that Xia Liu was an Immortal.
Because she couldn't draw the blade.
And no one at the Princess Mansion could pull it out.
