Such a duel today was one they had never witnessed before.
Now they realized that such formidable experts truly existed; they had seen two at once.
However, they were more intrigued by Feng Yueya. After all, a girl in her teens possessing such a capability was indeed baffling.
Moreover, the golden flames burning around her prompted deep thoughts.
Hua Yue Wushang slowly walked out from a corner, hesitantly gazing at the silhouette of Feng Yueya.
She stood still for a long time, finally suppressing the surge of anger in her heart.
The Black Iron Sword Scabbard flew automatically to her hand, and she sheathed the sword before crouching down.
The shattered mirror quietly lay on the ground, its brilliance gradually weakening, as if reaching the last moment of its life.
Feng Yueya reached out her right hand, emitting a light golden Spiritual Power from her palm, gathering the scattered fragments.
"How can I restore you?" she whispered gently to the fragments.
