"Congratulations, Junior Sister Qin!"
Shen Xuan suddenly stood up.
"We've been stuck here for half a month now; it's time to head back!"
Outside the Cyan Spirit Wall, three Demon Cultivators were eyeing them menacingly.
Shen Xuan unsheathed the Bishui Sword.
His hands kept forming spells.
With each change, the aura of the Bishui Sword surged exponentially.
[Water Control], [Critical Strike], [Iron Bone], [Overturning Rivers and Seas], [Silver Hook Poison], [Infinite Strength], [Condensed Water Blade Technique], [Water Spirit Gathering Essence Technique], [Immortal-Slaying Water Qi Technique]...
After a whole ten breaths, Shen Xuan finally shouted.
"Quick!"
Vast Sea Spiritual Power condensed into a dark green Cold Ice Divine Dragon, which let out a low growl before leaping out, attaching itself to the Bishui Sword.
