Back when she was young, during her cultivation at the Academy, she had a fiery temper that would have her draw her sword at the slightest disagreement. The number of fellow disciples she had beaten was countless. Even today, many of the senior brothers and junior brothers would change their expressions at the mere mention of "Wang Longyan."
With such a personality, if it were not for the continuation of the family and protecting the many younger generations at home, why would she have endured in silence for so many years?
But now, the Wang Family was no longer what it used to be, and naturally, she no longer needed to suppress herself.
If a battle is necessary, then battle it shall be.
She held the sword in her hand, and with a lift of her arm, she launched a sword strike, the sharp edge directly targeting Ancestor Hongqing!
The sword qi swept across the sky.
A clear phoenix cry abruptly resounded through the clouds.
