Chapter 75 Resurgence

In a hidden secret realm veiled from the prying eyes of the mundane world, the ethereal silence was broken as a naked figure gracefully rose from a lavish bed adorned with intricate designs. 

The room itself seemed to hold its breath, as if anticipating the next move of its solitary occupant.

"That was perilously close," muttered the lucky Daoist Sword Immortal, his voice echoing softly within the secure confines of his sanctum. 

It was unmistakable that he had narrowly evaded the fatal strike delivered by our intrepid main character, employing a clandestine technique that seamlessly replaced his true essence with a perfect replica. 

Without this artful deception, his fate would have been sealed dead within the confines of that unforgiving arena.