In the instant of gripping the sword, Ling Ruoyu's anxiety over facing a worse fate than Tang Buqi vanished without a trace.
Replaced by a blood-and-flesh-like intimate familiarity, as if this sword was originally a part of her body.
She could feel the joyous trembling of the sword, resonating completely with her own emotions. The terrifying energy contained within the sword was As Arm Points, as if it was her own cultivation.
The sword, which had been invaded by a demon spirit, had not yet fully possessed it. The demon spirit suddenly felt it had no place, the Divine Sword possessed a spirit, the Sword Spirit returned to its position, becoming one, flawless.
The demon spirit couldn't react to what was happening, inexplicably "squeezed out" of the sword, exposed like a dumbfounded bird in public.
Coincidentally, Ye Wuming's grasp approached, the immense suction drew both Ling Ruoyu and the demon spirit into his palm universe.
