Chương 1740: The fruits of victory can not be wasted

The strength of Xia Yin Tianqi's true body was much stronger than this remnant soul. Even if she were to become a Grandmaster and comprehend all seven styles of the grey abyss sword technique, it would still be difficult for her to take revenge, let alone a mere Grandmaster.

As her mind relaxed, Ling Chuxi felt a wave of fatigue rush up to her heart. Her mind also became as empty as paste and she fell to the ground.

She shook her head hard and took a deep breath. Only then did Ling Chuxi feel better. She knew that this was the aftereffect of the sword heart soul-breaking technique. With the improvement of her martial Dao core heart, her sword heart soul-breaking technique had become even more powerful. However, her mental power was still limited, after all, and she could not fully control this kind of mental domain.