ould like to ask for your guidance.""Such a petty and insignificant fellow, dare to challenge me" Mr. Song directly flicked his sleeves and left, too lazy to even acknowledge him."Well then, so be it....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...n into a pond.Without making much of a fuss, it swept in quietly and silently.And those over a thousand strong warriors within the Blood Cloud Domain's range, their eyes were fixated solely on the Dao...