At the top of Jueying Palace, sword will flowed through an ancient hall. The Jueying Sword Saint sat with his eyes closed in cultivation.
Having cultivated to this level, it was extremely difficult for him to advance any more. It required perseverance, concentration, a firm state of mind, and outside luck in order to have a chance of moving forward.
The Jueying Sword Sage had been disturbed these past few days due to Pei Qianying, and it had affected his cultivation.
Now he needed to let go of distracting thoughts. The conflict between Ye Futian and Lihen Heaven had ended. In the future they would deal with him without having to spend too much energy on it.
Sword will flowed around his body. Brilliant light shone through the hall like a wonderful sword matrix. The Jueying Sword Saint gradually calmed down.
But at that moment his eye twitched slightly. He suddenly felt uneasy. He felt that something was about to happen.
