In the courtyard, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on a large, azure stone, with the Star-cutting Saber casually placed beside him. As for him, he seemed to be deep in thought about something, motionless like a statue.
This deep contemplation lasted for two hours before finally coming to an end. As clarity returned to his eyes in an instant, his body abruptly sprang into action, and the Star-cutting Saber was drawn from its sheath. Together, man and saber leaped into the air, stepping on the artificial mountain's huge rocks, his figure rapidly darting through the air.
Swoosh!
A black shadow suddenly soared from one end of the artificial mountain to the other, its speed so fast it was impossible to see the movements clearly. One could only glimpse the lingering afterimage, enough to discern a human silhouette!
