Hearing that familiar name, the white-clothed elder's body stiffened, Tu Qian, how many years had no one called this name, so long that he was about to forget it. Stiffening his body, he turned around and saw the Heaven-Slaying Sword suspended in mid-air.

Seeing the Heaven-Slaying Sword, the white-robed Elder frowned with some surprise.

Just as the white-clothed Elder was wondering, a figure gradually emerged from that Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Looking at that illusory figure, ...