"Is he the enemy of Elder Cang Yuan, an old monster that has lived for more than 10,000 years?" Ling Chuxi's heart subconsciously tightened as she took a deep breath.
Although she had already prepared herself to help the Cang Yuan Sword spirit take revenge for the Sword Master Cang Yuan, she did not expect that her enemy would find her so soon—an old monster that had lived for more than 10,000 years. Even a hare that had lived for so long would have become a spirit. It was a waste of energy to even try to figure out how strong such a creature would even have. With Ling Chuxi's current strength, how could she not feel nervous?