Fifty-Four Slays Were Once Unbreakable; One Thought of Prajna Traded for a Miserable Existence

"Ancient Sword Step?"

Dao Qiongchang frowned.

Such a thing rarely happened: one of his blind spots in knowledge had been touched!

Even after leaving the Dao Transmission Mirror, Dao Qiongchang still maintained his Heavenly Secrets Art, feeding him real-time battle footage from the Half-Moon Bay mirror. He watched as he walked, diligently learning without pause.

He firmly believed that while talent mattered, acquired effort mattered just as much.

So long as he did not give up, one day he would break through Innate Sword Intent and attain the achievement of Sword Sect.

Perhaps someday—maybe after ten generations, maybe twenty—as long as he lived long enough, he could earn himself the title of "Seven Sword Immortal."

He had even thought up his title: Heavenly Secrets Sword Immortal Dao Qiongchang! It sounded far more interesting than "Unfathomable Dao Qiongchang," filled with a beauty born of contrast.

But at this moment, Liu Fuyu's move and Feng Zhongzui's cry had left him dumbfounded.

Dao Qiongchang tugged at Ba Zunan's sleeve. "What is Ancient Sword Step?"

Though there was a genuine Seven Sword Immortal, Gou Wuyue, right beside him, Dao Qiongchang instinctively still asked Ba Zunan whenever he had questions concerning Ancient Sword Arts.

He could ask Gou Wuyue anytime.

Since they had all gathered here, it would be a waste not to squeeze Ba Zunan dry during this encounter!

Ba Zunan had originally stopped watching the battle. He could not stand Xu Xiaoshou's smug face. At the sound of the question, he turned his head and caught sight of the battlefield footage in Dao Qiongchang's hand. Slightly surprised, he said, "Ancient Sword Step?"

"It is Fifty-Four Sword-Step Slays, right? One kill, one sword; another kill, another sword added... Following that pattern, it totals one thousand four hundred and eighty-five swords."

Over a thousand swords?