C1190 Must Fight(1)

"You're finally awake!"

Ye Feng's eyes fluttered open, revealing a lucid gaze.

He sat up, stretching languidly, his movements graceful. The longsword, formed from fragments of stone, danced around him like a sprite, exuding a faint aura of immortal energy.

"Is this the Sword Intent of All Things?"

Ye Feng extended his right hand and lightly grasped the hilt of the stone sword. In a flash