C1616 Refining Flying Sword(last Part)

Time was like the passing of water in the eastern part of the Yangtze River. It seemed as if it would never end, yet it seemed as if time had flown by in the blink of an eye. Although the night was long, it passed by very quickly. Especially in such a stalemate, it seemed like it was already morning in the blink of an eye.

The morning light shone through the forest and onto the ground