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The misty night enveloped the earth, only the faint cold moonlight quietly spilling down.
Inside the mansion formed by the Sword Seeking Boat.
Lin Yue stood with closed eyes in the courtyard shrouded in night, holding the Mystic Iron Battle Saber in one hand, motionless in place.
After a long pause, he swung the battle saber, causing a roar of wind and fire.
In the past few days, he had practiced the first strike of the Thirteen Flames to a beginner's level.
Although he had managed to execute the first strike successfully in the cave after sensing the sword intent and the Wind and Fire Realm on the stele, it was due to the impressions engraved in his heart that he barely succeeded.
Now, even without sensing the sword intent and the Wind and Fire Realm, as long as he recalled it in his mind, the sword intent would naturally arise, enabling him to strike after accumulating power for a while.
