Again and again he practiced his Swordsmanship, the sword moves flowing freely in his hands, no longer bound by any fixed pattern.
With his Swordsmanship at Perfection, every move in his hands was fully integrated and mastered, without the slightest hint of stiffness.
Strands of Divine Power within his body were also being constantly consumed.
However, in the void, countless free-floating particles of various energies were also converging into his body with every breath he took.
They were then naturally absorbed and refined by his body.
The continuous replenishment of external energy particles made his endurance astonishing.
The abundant vigor kept him from feeling any fatigue.
...
The sky was clear for ten thousand miles, not a single cloud in sight.
Overhead, the bright and unusually clear moon was slowly sinking toward the east, and the time was gradually approaching the hours of Yin.
