"Zi Feng," Mu Ruyue quirked the corner of her lips, smiling softly, "do you know? I've really waited too long for this moment. Is it finally time for us to settle our scores?"
Zi Feng's face abruptly transformed, "Mu Ruyue, do you think you're my match?"
"Whether I am or not," Ruyue continued, smiling faintly, "that's something we'll only know after we try, won't we?"
Mu Ruyue smiled shallowly, but her eyes were filled with icy coldness.
Then, she raised her hand, and a massive longsword materialized out of the void, which she firmly grasped in her hand.
The sword was a vibrant red, with a pattern of a giant dragon etched onto its blade; a faint red glow suffused the dragon, almost as if it could bring the beast to life.
"Mu Ruyue, I was inferior to you in the past, but in this life, I will surely defeat you!" Zi Feng yelled, driven by madness.
As long as she killed this woman, there was a chance to obtain Brother Wuchen!
