"—The Nanming Lihuo Sword!"
Before hearing the full announcement, Ning Xiaoxian had already stood up abruptly, her eyes shining brightly, causing even the servant standing nearby to avert his gaze hurriedly.
The Divine Sword she had been desperately waiting for, the only one in the world that could help her and Changtian gain liberation, had finally appeared.
She had traversed millions of miles and danced on the edge of life and death several times just to hold this Divine Sword in her hands. When she was almost in despair, it finally emerged before the world in such an abrupt manner!
At this moment, her qi-blood surged within her chest. She longed to whistle aloud and laugh heartily, not caring about her usual poise and demeanor.
Seeing her body tremble slightly, her face flushed red, Jiu Mo stepped forward, gripping her arm gently but firmly: "Mistress, calm yourself!"
