"Is she your sister, or... are you two the same?!" Wang Xuan glanced at the Sword Immortal beside him, his heart fluttering with unease, witnessing another entity from the hidden realm.0

This time was different. The figure bore an uncanny resemblance to the Sword Immortal next to him, right down to their clothing. Beyond the veil, the woman gracefully strode forward. Her pristine white robe remained untainted by the world's grit. She carried a celestial sword on her back, her flowing hair wafting behind her. With every step she took over the debris, she moved closer to the Inner Landscape's forefront.0

The Sword Immortal stepped forward, placing her hand on the shimmering veil. Both their palms, identical in every detail, touched from either side of the curtain. The two Sword Immortals gazed at each other in a prolonged silence. A soft sigh resonated, clear as day right beside Wang Xuan. He instantly became alert, his mind racing.0

Previously, the only being capable of producing sound within the Inner Landscape was the powerful red shirt demoness holding an oil-paper umbrella. She had nearly broken through the veil, a truly daunting sight.0

Is the familiar immortal beside me about to cause chaos...0