Mount Qingping quivered slightly, rippling with mystical vibrations.
Thud thud thud thud, the sound of celestial beings drumming in the sky grew loud, while the floating Yaoqin atop the mountain played itself ever more vigorously, its murderous energy soaring to the heavens, coupled with the cries of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, tearing through the vault of the sky.
I was born with delicate eyebrows, but never the inferior to men in spirit.
Yue Qingping's eyes blazed with fighting intent as she unsheathed her Qingping sword to confront the Demon Nation's ruler.
Indifference across a thousand autumns for my sake, how swift is the Celestial Being Three Swords.
In the past, Yue Qingping used this sword to challenge Ying Si. Now, her skill with the Sun, Moon, and Stars Triple Swords had reached perfection, her aura flawless and complete, and her sword intent relentless like a tail-biting snake, both supple and sharp.