A Sword Came from the West
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
No one had tried this cultivation technique since it had been stored in the Red Blood Palace. As Su Yu concentrated on it fully, a phantom image that was holding a sword appeared.
It appeared to be a very tall woman. At first glance, one would assume that the figure was Bing Wuxin, but her temperament wasn't as cold and heartless as the former's. Instead, she seemed to be serene, gentle, harmless and calm, like a flowing river.
"Do you want to challenge me?" the person in the picture on the wall asked in a calm and pleasant-sounding voice.
Su Yu nodded and said, "That's right."
The woman in the picture on the wall nodded, then said, "Okay, I'm just a phantom image that is modeled after my true self. I will give you the opportunity to exchange just a single move with me, and if you can defeat me with it, it will be considered a success."
"Understood. Let's begin..." Su Yu nodded.