In the sky was complete chaos. Occasionally, dark clouds appeared, firing down a frightening strike of lightning.
Above the sea’s surface, waves surged wildly. Occasionally, they became surging huge beasts and made deafening furious roars.
As the two energy intersected, berserk ripple after ripple were being created unceasingly. That place had already become the most dangerous area. Those below Martial Lords would die if they approached.
*whoosh whoosh whoosh*
Ya Fei stepped upon the clouds, her colourful skirt fluttering about. She was like a goddess as she commanded the changes in that land.
She held a pink longsword. It was no longer than three feet and it was as if it were weaved by petals, yet it emanated unbelievable power.
When Ya Fei grasped it within her hands, her might multiplied by many times. Every wave of her sword would cause the world to tremble, and the pink longsword even made pink petals appear and fall everywhere.