Baili An saw that more than half of her body was tightly bound and yet, she did not forget to cast a ferocious and threatening glance. He truly believed this woman had fallen so deeply into past obsessions that she had become irrevocably trapped.
Stripped of the black cloth that cloaked the sword, what lay bare was a longsword shimmering with a black-gold hue. Ancient spiritual patterns were carved onto the scabbard, and the craftsmanship and technique behind its forging were of the finest quality.
The sword guard was engraved with a pattern of a pale golden Sun Fire, mysterious and ancient to behold.
This sword's attributes, however, were completely different from that of the Han Zhi. It contained an immensely heavy Flame Breath within. Holding it in one's palm was akin to grasping a silent and gargantuan volcano.
The sword gave off a very dangerous aura, though not in the same way as the Emotion Slayer Sword.
Baili An felt an indescribable thought arising within him.
