Chu Huai Xu looked at the figure within the mist and felt that Shen Man seemed different from last night.
Even her posture while holding the sword was different.
He did not know why, but he inexplicably felt that the Daoist Nun tonight seemed more dangerous than last night.
His heart tightened, though he had no idea why.
But Chu Huai Xu still followed the original plan.
His plan was simple: show the right attitude.
Faced with this chasm-like gap in strength, anything he did would really be futile.
But since he was being tested, there could be no harm in keeping a proper attitude.
Chu Huai Xu began saluting and respectfully said, "This disciple pays his respects to First Master."
He was like that highly motivated but hopeless student in class. He could not solve the problems anyway, but whenever the class monitor called, "Stand," he would rise and his "Good morning, teacher" would absolutely be the loudest in the entire class.
However, the tall figure opposite him showed no reaction whatsoever.
The Sword Light slashed over in the next moment, its angle completely different from yesterday's.
Clearly, this was not the same sword technique.
Although to Chu Huai Xu, this incomparably powerful Sword Qi would reduce him to ashes no matter what form it took, the different angle and different technique meant that his experience of death was different as well.
This is actually a brand-new way to die!
With that thought in mind, he shattered within this blank space.
After that came death, again and again, followed by coming back to life.
Chu Huai Xu soon became mentally hazy, his thoughts sinking into chaos until he was thinking of nothing at all.
At dawn, the delicate Daoist Nun and Chu Huai Xu opened their eyes at the