Passing through the bamboo grove, he hadn't yet entered but could sense an exceedingly sharp sword standing inside the bamboo house.
Though unseen, he could feel the incredible sharpness and piercing coldness of the sword.
He knew this aura came from Su Qingying.
In his mind, he also recalled Su Qingying's identity.
Immortal Slaying Sword.
Both as the body and as the Sword Spirit.
Master of Sword Dao and the power of slaughter.
He understood why Su Qingying's Sword Dao was so transcendent.
He walked forward, reaching the outside of the bamboo house.
Next moment.
The sharpness inside the bamboo house had receded, returning to calm.
Then, without a breeze, the door of the bamboo house opened by itself.
He stood beneath the bamboo steps, seeing Su Qingying inside the house, sitting cross-legged barefoot, wearing loose-fitting and somewhat thin white clothes, with a glimpse of jade-like skin visible beneath the dress.
