C216 Minor Sword Thirteen

Looking at Yin's red eyes, Ye Wufeng couldn't help but rub her small head, "Condense a Sword of Space for me to see."

In an instant, a Sword of Space condensed from the one hundred and sixty-second level of spatial compression appeared in the void. After the integration of the divine insects, not only did Ye Wufeng benefit from it, Yin's speed of condensation also increased by a lot.

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