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Your swordsmanship has improved since we last parted.
Facing Ji Liushuang's immediate strike, Fu Qian still did not make any move.
He was very certain that this was not an attempt to kill him.
The sword thrust straight forward, eventually stopping with the tip at Fu Qian's forehead.
An invisible ripple swiftly expanded.
The next moment, Fu Qian felt a jolt in his spirit, and everything went black.
When his vision returned, Fu Qian found himself in a pure white space, with Ji Liushuang sitting opposite him with proper decorum.
"This is Xinjian Prison."
Seeing that Fu Qian had regained his senses, Ji Liushuang slowly began to speak, still in that flat tone.
"The Heart-Questioning Sword I just used allows our consciousnesses to converge here, so we can communicate as pure entities of awareness."
"Pleased to meet you!"
Fu Qian was not at all surprised and greeted "it" who had personally taken action.