C608 A Grand Event
"Swoosh! Swoosh!" Sword beams whistled from Du Shaofu's fingertips, tracing elegant arcs through the misty space, shimmering like true sword light.
"No, something's still off."
An hour later, Du Shaofu's hand seals ceased, and he stood still, enveloped in the foggy realm. No matter how he tried to comprehend the moves from the Holy Radiance Sword Manual, he felt an unsettling discrepancy
