In this lawless realm of martial arts, I unsheathe my sword and ascend, its blade cutting through the emptiness, devoid of guilt or remorse. In a world where no being adheres to the Dao, I execute judgment with the sharp edge of my blade. Beneath the icy scrutiny of the starlit sky, I brandish my sword with disdain. The journey to the Great Dao is fraught with challenges, but with a single stroke of my sword, I carve a path, standing supreme and unparalleled!
The teenaged protector once again charged forward after forming images. This time, his figure moved in an even more unpredictable motion, and the blade light let out a greater whistling sound. It drove like a wave, and many blade lights came continuously–it felt illusory. Xue Ying remained at his original position. When the blade light converged on him, he merely tapped out with a finger yet again. Comments (10)