The hall shrank and peace had resumed.
The Chi You statue was still on his throne, his lively eyes were fixated on Chu Yu.
The sword was gone, it was back within Chu Yu's physical body.
The figure was gone as well.
Qin Er's glistening eyes were flooded with curiosity.
Chu Yu felt as if he was falling apart, but he forced a smile to hide his pain.
It was as if the transformation had never happened.
Chu Yu had no inkling of the exchange between the form that the sheath had morphed into and Chi You.
But they had obviously made contact.
It was evident from the transformation.
After a long while, the statue let out a sigh.
"The Sword of the Yellow Emperor.".
Chu Yu was taken aback, the history and story behind that sword was surprising.
But it was reasonable and believable.
It was the sword that led him to Chi You… the statue.
Chi You's reaction when he laid eyes upon the sword showed that they had a deep history.