She could now wield the Divine Weapon left by her master, an opportunity she never dared to dream of before.
Liu Xinlan knew that although Lin Rui said to let her temporarily hold it, in reality, he had given the blade to her, and as long as she could achieve enough merits, the blade would belong to her.
Liu Xinlan gently stroked the blade in her hand, a hint of sharpness flashing in her eyes.
Perhaps due to being overwhelmed with excitement and losing control, a series of sharp sword lights appeared around her, leaving fine cracks on the surrounding ground.
"Hmm?" Luo Wangshu glanced at this scene, a faint unusual light flashed in her starry eyes.
She originally thought Senior Liu's Dao Heart had crumbled.
This senior might have been severely impacted by an endless 1000-year-long pursuit by all gods, and numerous betrayals, hence she was cautious and reserved, lacking self-confidence, having lost her drive for progression and perseverance.
