Discipline
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At this moment, a person like him had appeared.
The young swordsman could not gain the slightest advantage when fighting against the 'self' that was derived from the Night Qi.
Although the two cultivation methods were different, the cultivation technique that Qin Yu used just now was much more profound.
"This move seems to have room for change."
Qin Yu muttered.
As he willed it, the young man in front of him changed.
The Night Qi dripped onto the ground like boiling water. Ominous crows circled around.
They let out a strange howl and their red eyes flickered with an unsettling cold light.
Dozens of crows landed on the body of the young swordsman's Nightmare. A Nightmare appeared in his sea of consciousness.
He quietly looked at the thing he feared the most in the countless dreams.
Nothing could be concealed in the dream.