"With a single sword, we split the path of life and death, and mortals together cross the Ghost Gate Pass!"
Li Fan had already set his brush to paper.
All faces in the audience turned solemn!
"Master's calligraphy this time is unlike any before; in the past, when the brush fell, the Dao would roar thunderously, as if the heaven and earth were reenacting..."
Nan Feng mumbled:
"But this time, Master's calligraphy is like a dormant dragon or a mountain rain about to pour..."
Dugu Yuqing, being the most versed in calligraphy, took a deep breath and said:
"The Dao encapsulated within Master's calligraphy... has already surpassed the limits of my cognition!"
Long Zixuan mumbled:
"With a single sword, we split the path of life and death, and mortals together cross the Ghost Gate Pass... Such grand ambition!"
Qing Chen clasped his hands together, his eyes blazing with fervor:
