Chapter 45: Assessment

The flying sword was very fast, and it entered the strange flower garden in an instant.

The flying sword was like a shovel, trying to dig out a strange flower.

A terrifying thing happened. The moment the flying sword touched the exotic flowers and plants, it seemed to decay instantly.

The magic sword that was originally shining with light instantly fell to the ground like scrap metal.

The flower that was touched by the flying sword instantly scattered into a rain of light in the sky before returning to the garden.

He Qingge's pupils contracted slightly. He realized that the nine-petaled flower in the middle was swaying slightly as if it had swallowed something.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that there was nothing. It was as if he was hallucinating.

"Ah!"

A terrified voice came from the front and attracted He Qingge's attention.