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The figure dispersed again, unleashing various moves as if to extract the sword technique most suited for Ling Xiao from the stone tablet.
After a quarter of an hour, the figure merged once more.
"Second move—Melting Water!"
Here we go again!
Sweat had already started to seep out from Ling Xiao's forehead. Even with his soul power as strong as it was, he still felt it was extremely taxing.
It seemed that Ling Xiaotian's so-called limitation of one shichen wasn't nonsense after all.
The figure on the stone tablet dispersed once more, its moves becoming even more ethereal and mysterious.
It appeared that delving deeper into this mystic art only made it more difficult.
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, cast aside the distractions of his mind, forgot the pain and discomfort in his body, and strived to focus his spirit entirely on comprehending the mystic art.
"Third move—Ice Condensation!"
