In the middle of the lake, Shangguan Qingmu drifted down onto a Watchtower Pillar.
After landing, his expression turned solemn as he quickly circulated his True Qi to expel the Cold Chi Sword Energy that had invaded his body.
Fortunately, he had only been hit by a minor aftershock, so the Cold Chi Sword Energy it contained wasn't very dense. He was able to suppress it rather quickly.
Then, he raised his head and looked forward.
Upon seeing Ling Fei standing there with his sword, Shangguan Qingmu couldn't help but take a deep breath.
'Originally, when I first made my move, I thought using fifty percent of my power would be enough. I figured Ling Fei could, at most, force me to use sixty percent of my Sword Intent.'
But who would have thought that he would use one hundred percent of his Sword Intent, only to be defeated?
The stark contrast made it difficult for his heart to find peace.
