"What's going on? Is it crashing?" Zhang Ze squatted on the ground, poking with a small stick.
But the Sword Spirit lying on the ground showed no reaction.
Wei Zhuang stood aside, quietly sighing in relief, but his eyes were complex. He turned to look at Lu Yuzhou, as if asking for help.
Lu Yuzhou, "How about rebooting it again?"
Wei Zhuang, "Alright."
However, no matter the efforts, the Sword Spirit did not respond.
On the bald head of the Sword Spirit, numerous array talismans refreshed repeatedly, displaying the recorded spell information inside the Sword Spirit.
The lost Celestial Sect's spell, [Great Brightness Heaven-opening Sword] had appeared several times, but the will belonging to Lu Tianming did not descend again.
Lu Yuzhou scratched the small head with his long hand, looking troubled, "Don't rush, let me think, you must believe in the wisdom of our Celestial Sect."
