230 The Third Stance of the [Three-Foot Sword]

The underwater estate. The Stellar Hall.

A wild gale howled within the skies of the Stellar Hall. Occasionally, flames would fill the skies, and occasionally, sheets of rain would fall. And Ning…he was the master of the wind and the storm, as though everything was under his command.

"A true genius." The giant yellow bear stood within the thatched cottage, staring off into the distance. He couldn't help but sigh, "In four short years, he's managed to improve this much."

"He is formidable." The old black bull's pair of ox-eyes were completely round as he stared. "As long as this kid doesn't screw up on his path and die somewhere, he will definitely be able to reach Immortal Juhua's level with ease."