"Clang clang clang!"
Su Changkong's hammer fell continuously, his focus complete, and he actually felt an inexplicable power flowing within the nine-ring saber. He tried to touch it and astonishingly, an odd image appeared before his eyes!
A man with a blurred face was practicing the Blade Technique with a nine-ring saber, training in the heat of summer and the cold of winter, from novice to master, from never having stained the blade with blood to killing countless people!
The man's Blade Technique was domineering and fierce, having slain countless formidable enemies.
"This... Could this be the Tyrant Saber Sect Leader's spirit and intent left within the saber? Can I really comprehend the mysteries within the saber?"
This scene left Su Changkong extremely astonished, but he quickly realized the reason behind it.