C1588 Soul Recovery

In Qi Tianyu's palm, the Golden Battle Sword continued to tremble. It still possessed its own consciousness, but in this kind of environment, it was being squashed by this strange aura and it was impossible for it to speak or sound transmit to Qi Tianyu.

"Do you have anything to say?" Qi Tianyu asked with suspicion. Inside Qi Tianyu's world of Soul, it was a complete mess