This confusion didn't last long before an answer emerged.
In the yard, Liu Mingyue wielded a long Mo Dao, continuously swinging it. A subtle Heavenly Mandate Vitality trailed along the blade's edge, imparting a faint sense of destiny.
"Is it really her?"
Zhang Xuan was astonished.
Whether it was Zhao Ya, Wang Ying, Liu Yang, or Lu Chong, each possessed extremely high talent, far surpassing this young lady. Unexpectedly, while everyone else had failed, she had already taken the first steps.
However, it was just a shallow entry, and her assistance was far less significant in comparison to Zheng Yang.
Even if strength was suppressed, the insight and understanding of cultivation between a novice and a God Monarch, who ruled across the nine heavens, were still vastly different.
"This is not right. Tilt the blade tip up a bit, let the strength sink down. Feel the strength emerging from the Source Pool..."
After his surprise, Zhang Xuan provided hands-on guidance.