It was a rag that was floating before him. He’d seen this rag because it was the exact same one that had been on Blind Maiden’s stomach when he met her for the first time. However, he’d thought that it was there to patch her clothes. But it was obviously not a patch, or Blind Maiden wouldn’t have given it to him.

Yang Ye gazed at it for a short while, and then he flicked a strand of sword intent into it.

Bang!

The rag instantly emanated a strand of dazzling light, ...