.""It can't be wrong, that should be the phantom style from the swordsmanship of Beicang."Yuan Qing was still recalling Su Xin's last dazzling sword strike."It seems my previous guess was right. He ha...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...tain Master pointed a finger, a beam of light shot into Su Bai's brow, entering his body.Moments later, the Sixth Mountain Master's brows furrowed slightly."Su Xin, the restriction within your father'...