Li Feng stared at the scar reappearing slowly while frowning.
He couldn't help but think...rather than simply reappearing, it seemed as if it kept slicing, like an invisible blade was stuck to her face.
At this point, the damage seem to had accumulated beyond what the recovery pill could heal, which was why the scar kept disappearing and reappearing like this.
"What is that…?"
Li Feng murmured, watching the strange scene.
Now that it had happened, he could finally sense that faint, sharp energy crawling beneath Jian Ruyi's skin.
He couldn't help but feel that he had sensed this kind of energy before.
Just then, Ning Jianli, who had been silently observing, murmured something after she also sense that strange energy.
"…Sword Intent?" she said softly.
The moment those words left her lips, the air in the cave seemed to grow heavy.
Li Feng's pupils contracted as he realized what that meant.
Sword Intent.
It wasn't sword qi, nor some kind of spiritual residue from an attack.
