nger than my cultivation technique. In terms of strength alone, he surpasses me by quite a bit. As for aspects like comprehension of intent and gunsmanship, he is not inferior to me at all.”Facing him...The Sixth Sacred Mountain, in the courtyard where Su Xin resides.

Wow!

Blades of light flashed as Su Xin practiced swordsmanship alone.

"Shadowed!" "Dream fragments!" "Dawn breaks!" "Ephemeral bloom!" "Snowy expanse!" "Path to the underworld!"

Each move follows seamlessly from the last.

"No, that's not right."

Su Xin quickly stopped, and his brows furrowed.

He had mastered the Flying Blood Sword Art long ago, and his proficiency was extremely high. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it peerless. He could perform each of the six forms in this technique almost perfectly, bringing out the full power of each move.

It was like this before.

However, at this moment, as he wielded this sword technique again, it felt completely different.

It's not because of the proficiency in swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship itself... over two months, haven't you found that place yet"A bronze-skinned strongman let out a gruff voice, glancing unhappily at the white-haired, gloomy old man leading the way ahead.This white-haired, glo...