Qin Ming pierced through a fog of the mind, resonating with Meng Zhiyu's emotions, capturing the fluctuations of her consciousness.
"Found it, is this your secret?" He smiled at the corners of his mouth as he saw scenes, were these Meng Zhiyu's past?
Hiss!
Suddenly, a slash of Spirit Sword Light erupted, earth-shattering, omnipresent, shattering all consciousness, extremely splendid, illuminating the Spiritual Domain.
Qin Ming's hair stood on end, was this the opponent's psychic trap?
This sword did not slash the body, ignoring space, directly manifesting in the opponent's spiritual field.
Qin Ming clearly felt the other's thoughts, how could such a heart sword suddenly slash out?
There was no time for him to think deeply, at the critical moment, his Pure Yang Consciousness merged with the Heavenly Light, supremely strong, autonomously resisting that Spirit Sword Light.
