aw his weaponHow utterly disrespectful this is.Even so... Boom!A deep, resounding impact echoed through the air. Su Qinghong only felt an immense force slamming against his sword, causing his palm to...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... Nirvana."A second-step Nirvana realm runner running to the fourth realm, still alone To die" The brown-haired middle-aged man frowned."Could this person be hiding their cultivation with special means...