Chapter 1612
- “Two sacrifices aren’t enough?” The little girl shot Gust a glare. She had sacrificed twice, forcing the rules of this World to bend, and the backlash nearly broke her.
- Gust rubbed his nose and backed off. The sword spirit of the Morning Sun Sword had a tongue sharp as a blade.
- The little sword spirit shared a soul brand with Yang Yuting, so she knew her better than anyone.