The dazzling sword light receded, and Fu Manman regained her vision. Everywhere she looked, there were remnants of ruins, each place emanating an overwhelming pressure that was hard to withstand.
Beside her, Zhuge Hong exclaimed in surprise,
"Wow! Is this the ancient battleground of the Celestial War? Master's wife, Master's wife! Look at the sky, isn't that a shadow of a sword?"
Fu Manman looked into the distance, where a cracked sword shadow hovered motionlessly in the sky,
"A mirage?"
Zhuge Hong widened her eyes, "I feel like it's not!"
Fu Manman had heard that the young girl's intuition was extremely accurate.
"Hey, where is the master?"
"Yeah, why isn't he here?"
Only then did they realize that Fan Wubing was not beside them.
Fu Manman glanced around, frowning, "What's going on? Didn't he come in with us?" She wanted to release her spirit to search, but the intense Sword Qi suppressed her spirit, making it unable to leave the Purple Mansion.
