Mu Hanyan was equally shocked. Just now, when the black-clothed man’s sword tip had pierced through her clothing, it was abruptly stopped by that ancient compass. In that split second, a gentle and warm force surged into her body, rapidly repairing her wounded flesh. Her severely damaged internal organs astonishingly restored to their original state at an incredible speed.
The power that had been fading away also returned to her.
After a brief mont of shock, Mu Hanyan quickly regained her composure and thrust her sword at the black-clothed man.
Strike when the enemy is sick; if she didn’t seize such an excellent opportunity, not to ntion dying once more, even dying a hundred tis more would be well deserved.
Faced with Mu Hanyan’s fatal thrust, the black-clothed man neither dodged nor evaded, standing still as if under an immobilization spell, letting the sharp blade pierce his chest, completely shattering his heart.
"Who exactly are you?" Mu Hanyan asked, taking advantage of the fact that he was still breathing.
"Impossible, how could this be on you, impossible, impossible..." The black-clothed man seed not to hear her, his face twisted in pain and unwillingness, as he muttered to himself.
Only then did Mu Hanyan notice that the silver starlight ford invisible strands that firmly shackled the black-clothed man, leaving him unable to move at all. It was precisely because of this that her strike easily succeeded.
Blood flowed from the wound on the black-clothed man’s chest. Suddenly, the starlight flared brilliantly, and after a dazzling flash, the man’s body violently shook and disintegrated under the splendid starlight, quickly turning to dust.
A Tenth Rank Great Swordsman, only a step away from becoming a Sword Master, thus returned to the void as if he had never existed.
The brilliant starry river also gradually disappeared, and in the end, only that ancient compass remained floating in front of her.
Mu Hanyan stared blankly for a while before snapping back to reality and taking the compass in her hand.
It felt cool to the touch, instilling a sense of unprecedented intimacy in her. At this mont, she had the extraordinarily strange feeling that the mysterious Star Compass was alive.
Although its appearance had not changed, this feeling was so real; it was as if the Star Compass had gained consciousness and was in tune with her thoughts.
Traces of blood caught her eye; it was her own from when she had been severely wounded and had bled onto the compass.
Blood oath! This thought flashed through Mu Hanyan’s mind. According to ancient legends, so mysterious and powerful artifacts would have their own consciousness, bound to a new master through the ritual of blood, henceforth achieving communion with the artifact.
No sooner had this thought crossed her mind than the compass vibrated. Miraculously, Mu Hanyan felt a distinct sense of joy and pleasure, as if confirming her speculation.
She was not wrong, the compass indeed acknowledged its master, this mysterious compass was truly the legendary powerful artifact!
At this mont, Mu Hanyan was not frightened by the close brush with death she had just experienced; instead, her heart was filled with surprise and excitent.
She had been anxious about enhancing her strength, but she hadn’t expected to possess such an extraordinary legendary artifact. The legends were true!
For Mu Hanyan of the past, a Tenth Rank Great Swordsman was trivial, but for her now, it was a suprely powerful opponent beyond her capacity to contend with. Recalling the way the black-clothed man had stood helplessly, like a wooden chicken awaiting slaughter, Mu Hanyan felt a surge of satisfaction and reflection. At least for a considerable ti to co, at least in Heishi City, she could live as the complete playboy she wished to be, walking sideways if she chose, or upright if she preferred.
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