He actually saw Jiang Jichen begin to dance with his sword amidst the countless specks of light from the poison needles!
It wasn't some earth-shattering Sword Skill, nor was it some peerless Secret Skill.
Instead... he moved freely, his body as ethereal as a white cloud, yet as swift as a bolt of lightning, or like a swirling storm.
Thrusting, slicing, tapping, blocking, flicking, cleaving... Each move was incomparably precise and executed with ultimate speed!
In the end, he actually flicked away every single one of the thousands of poison needles, which scattered at his feet, emitting a faint blue glow.
'This...!'
Everyone watched this scene in silence, a mixture of amazement, shock, and fear...
A myriad of emotions swirled in their hearts, indescribably complex.
'How can such a Realm of Sword Skill exist in this world?'
'To be able to strike thousands of times in a single instant, precisely tapping, sweeping, and flicking every single poison needle to the ground.'
