As the sun illuminated the earth,
the island was bathed in tranquility.
It wasn't until Xu Zhi Rou opened her eyes that she realized she was unexpectedly sitting cross-legged in midair.
"Ah!"
In a panicked moment, she let out a cry.
Her breathing instantly became disordered, and she fell straight down.
Fortunately, with her agile skills, she twisted in the air and avoided a tragic fate of hitting the ground.
But at the same time, the hundreds of demonic weapons that had been revolving around her also fell to the ground.
However, the blades that were previously crystal clear and could slice through iron as if it were mud, were now all destroyed.
The rust-covered blades looked as if they had endured centuries of time.
This scene left Xu Zhi Rou standing there totally stunned.
She had no idea what had happened.
"Wow, the power has really gotten stronger,"
At that moment, the ball formed by the fox tails slowly opened.
