A battlefield.
The once thriving vegetation had withered completely, yet there were no visible marks on the surface.
It seemed as if their life had been drained in an instant.
Silence, emptiness...
If a Grandmaster were here, he would be overwhelmingly shocked because they could not merge with the heavens and the earth; it was as if this piece of nature had been 'killed'.
Rustle, rustle...
In the midst of the quiet, suddenly, rustling sounds emerged from nowhere.
Like silkworms chewing mulberry leaves, or numerous pupae being torn open.
The myriad rustling sounds combined into a sinister melody, capable of bringing indescribable torment.
Mid-air seemed to have numerous glimmers flitting across.
A large amount of fuzz fluttered, mixed with countless fine powders.
Amidst this bizarre scene, a flash of sword light appeared and vanished instantly.
The unique technique of the Lingnan Song family—the Fei E Sword!
