Twelve and Thirteen stared blankly at Lin Mo, with the air around them still lingering with a hint of Sword Intent, carrying a terrifying might. The sword light surrounded him, ready to unleash the strongest strike at any moment. He had reached the Realm where the heart was like the sword, the sword was the heart, and with a single thought, the sword could be unsheathed
to slay the enemy.
"Fourteen, was that swordsmanship just now something you created yourself?" Twelve asked in surprise. Lin Mo nodded, withdrew the Xuanyuan Sword, and sheathed it. Then, he retrieved the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo Sword into his Space Ring before saying, "My cultivation has greatly advanced recently, so I thought I'd test my strength. I suddenly had an epiphany and wanted to practice swordsmanship
to its utmost. Only after this realization did I create this move."
"Creating swordsmanship yourself? What is the name of the swordsmanship you created?" Thirteen asked in succession.
