Chapter 897: Nine-Tenths of His Strength

"Senior, do you know?" Frank Yale spun around, hope flaring in his eyes. "She is very strong." Difan's voice sounded hoarse, his face still lined with weariness. "Do you know where she comes from?" Frank pressed. "I have never seen her." Difan slowly shook his head. "I could not make out her true face. All I could tell was that she wielded a rainbow-colored divine sword." "A rainbow-colored divine sword?" Frank frowned, a guess forming. Hongchen Xue and Liu Neng had both mentioned a mysterious...