Dust To Dust, Ashes To Ashes

Looking at the wound on her chest, the coldness in Feng Yinying's eyes grew heavier. "I heard long ago that your Abyss Ancient Sword was made from the same material as the Divine Blood Sword. It is indeed an incredible divine weapon. But today, this weapon might lose its owner."

Feng Yinying didn't think that Zhang Ruochen had the ability to defeat her. But with the Abyss Ancient Sword and Buddha's sarira, he was able to fight her. Thus, she put away her disdain.

Crackle, crackle.

Yin Qi spread out of the injury. It was actually healing slowly. At the same time, Holy Qi surged quickly within her. The power that burst from her grew stronger and stronger.

"If you don't run, I'll kill you within 20 strikes."

"I'd like to see who runs first today."