When the pale blue light flickered and emerged again at the pitch-black bottom of the cliff, Lin Su had already merged with Qiuqiu.
Under the vast power of Spiritual Power, the spiritual injuries he had suffered before began to slowly heal.
Lin Su did not act rashly.
If the old injuries were not healed and new injuries occurred, there could be lingering effects.
Standing still, he adjusted himself for a moment until he was sure there was no problem. Only after the stabbing pain in his mind had completely disappeared, did he take a deep breath and stride a meter forward.
The momentum of the blade reappeared!
Watching the blade fall head-on towards him, Lin Su, who had already grasped its intricacies, did not dodge or evade. He just stood there calmly, tensely gathering his spirit.
The momentum of the blade brushed past Lin Su's body like light smoke. At the same time, a long blade, as if it could split the heavens and the earth, emerged in Lin Su's mind.
