With the sudden appearance of that voice, Sun Wukong's movements slowed slightly, narrowly avoiding the Giant Spirit God's giant axe.
Qingxia!
A name so distant to him that he nearly forgot it suddenly surged into his mind.
"Impossible!"
Simultaneously, three words burst out of Sun Wukong's mouth.
"Surprised?"
Qing Xia raised an eyebrow and looked lightly at the slightly discomposed Sun Wukong, asking softly. Beside her, two Immortal Swords hovered, seeming to feel their owner's emotions, lightly vibrating and humming.
"The Purple and Cyan Treasure Sword?! You refined and separated them?"
Sun Wukong asked in disbelief, looking at the two Treasure Swords, a gaze full of endless sorrow.
Qing Xia and Zi Xia, one body and dual souls.
The Purple and Cyan Treasure Sword is also a dual-attribute treasure.
But now, the sword has been forcibly refined and separated, from one sword into two Immortal Swords.
