Possessed?
Chen Xuantian stood up with a solemn expression. After all, he had watched Tang Xian'er be resurrected by the Netherworld Spring up close, so today's situation wasn't entirely unexpected...
But seriously, did this Old Demon of Netherworld Spring actually wait for him for a thousand years in this life? No way, aren't you being a bit petty?
"You got it right, I am petty!"
Tang Xian'er—no, Youquan Fairy—walked out of the ancestral hall with slow steps, delivering a flying kick. The black water instantly transformed into a long sword, slicing straight towards Chen Xuantian's leg!
Chen Xuantian didn't say a word, flipping his sword flower, swirling the brilliant light, unsheathing the Dragon Abyss Tiger Blade, forming a sword flower! The sword shadow fluttered, shattering the countless waves and water curtains!
