C1475 (part I)

“No...” Yuwen Xichi cried out in despair, struggling wildly. He summoned various talisman artifacts and even a few complete spiritual tools from his storage ring.

The withered branch, enveloped in the aura of the Imperial Sword, seemed fragile but became incredibly sharp in an instant, like the sword of a deity, capable of slicing through the sky and dividing a small world in two