The seven Sword and Sword Pavilion Peak Masters looked at Ding Xiaoyi with complicated eyes.

They did not answer Ding Xiaoyi,

They were motionless, like clay sculptures.

The seven sword pavilion peak masters showed a tragic expression on their faces, they may already know the outcome.

a sound,

There was a sound from outside,

Following the sound of the city shaking, the silence outside returned again.

Even the roaring thunder seemed to have disappeared.

The surroundings once again returned to calm,

The seven figures were motionless, they were as motionless as the clay sculptures.

Ding Xiaoyi asked Situ Mingshuang,
Chapter completed!