ant sword light, so exquisitely crafted that he couldn't resist it, ignited, only then did this arrogant young man finally understand why his senior brother Zhao Yu held such a cautious and reverent a...The Sixth Sacred Mountain, in the courtyard where Su Xin resides.

Wow!

Blades of light flashed as Su Xin practiced swordsmanship alone.

"Shadowed!" "Dream fragments!" "Dawn breaks!" "Ephemeral bloom!" "Snowy expanse!" "Path to the underworld!"

Each move follows seamlessly from the last.

"No, that's not right."

Su Xin quickly stopped, and his brows furrowed.

He had mastered the Flying Blood Sword Art long ago, and his proficiency was extremely high. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it peerless. He could perform each of the six forms in this technique almost perfectly, bringing out the full power of each move.

It was like this before.

However, at this moment, as he wielded this sword technique again, it felt completely different.

It's not because of the proficiency in swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship itself...first disciple of the Heavenly God Palace, he was also an extremely outstanding genius. His ambition was very large.His goal was not to transcend, but to become a 'Mountain Master' or 'Palace Master',...