Early in the morning on the next day, once the veil of night had lifted and the nine moons in the sky had been concealed along with it, all the living beings throughout the Lost World had once more entered into a dormant state.

Clang!

A sword howl resounded from the underground den, and it carried a sharp and fierce aura.

Chen Xi placed the completed sword in front of himself as he scanned it carefully.

The sword was 1 meter and 4 inches long, two fingers wide, completely covered in dense talisman markings, and emanated dark violet colored ripples of light.

When Chen Xi poured a strand of Lost Energy into it, it was instantly enshrouded by a violet glow while talisman markings flowed throughout it, and an extremely sharp and dazzling radiance of the sword shot from the blade of this sword. The radiance sliced space apart to the point it hissing sounds resounded from it.

Fortunately, it’s sufficient to be used for some time…. Chen Xi nodded, and then he immediately gave the sword a name — Violet Sunset.

“Are we leaving?” Ming walked over. She had a slender figure, shoulders that seemed as if they were carved, and a slender waist that seemed as if it was bound. She wore tight black clothes while her dense jet black hair was coiled...