Perhaps the moment Li Wushuang sensed this familiar aura, he already had the answer in his heart, so there was no need to ask further!
Buzz...
Accompanied by a cicada's hum, the Red Sky Sword automatically flew up, floating above the crystal coffin. A slender, fair hand slowly reached out and gently grasped the Red Sky Sword!
At this moment, the Red Sky Sword seemed to be reborn, with its blade shimmering with crimson halos. One by one, vibrant red firebirds danced around the blade, as if they were birds returning to their original nest!
Immediately after, a crimson figure flew out of the crystal coffin—Luo Shen, the beautiful woman who had been lying there without emerging before!
"Luo Hai, a thousand years have passed, yet you're still as detestable as ever!"
Luo Shen's delicate lips parted lightly, her cold eyes faintly fixed on Luo Hai, making it impossible to discern her thoughts!
