Was it time that stopped, or was it Jin Wushen's First Sword that affected more than just this waterfall? Sikong Zifu couldn't figure it out, and it gave him a bit of a headache.
He even began to feel a sensation, wondering if Jin Wushen swung that sword at him, would he be able to sense Jin Wushen's Sword Qi?
Jin Wushen shattered the surrounding stillness with a light chuckle, then he beckoned gently toward the motionless waterfall.
A droplet of water fell into Jin Wushen's hand. Although Sikong Zifu didn't understand why Jin Wushen would want to keep this droplet, from where Sikong Zifu stood, it seemed that Jin Wushen was pleased with himself.
"Congratulations to the Grandmaster for his significant advancement in Cultivation Level," Sikong Zifu hesitated for a moment but ultimately saluted and said to Jin Wushen.
Jin Wushen smiled and, without turning his head, replied indifferently, "What brings Your Majesty here?"
