The atmosphere congealed somewhat.
Just as everyone in the Dead Sea had stared in astonishment when Master Shou suddenly sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou too stared at the entire Flower World, which had suddenly frozen solid, and fell into brief confusion.
"Uh, no?"
From the flowers all around him, every one of them stiff and still, Xu Xiaoshou knew he had probably guessed wrong.
Awkwardly, he crushed the Sword of the Void in his hand, wanting to pretend nothing had happened, but he could not pull it off.
"You... aren't You Tu?"
Xu Xiaoshou was thoroughly muddled.
On the path of Illusion Sword Technique, aside from himself, only Laughing Big Mouth could carry the banner.
Other than the two of us, it could only be Ba Zunan. But you aren't Ba Zunan, and above Ba Zunan was You Tu, and above You Tu...
Above that, I don't know much about the history of Ancient Sword Cultivators.
Surely you couldn't be that great Sword Saint Hua Weiyang from the Sword God Era!
"You Tu?"
"Mr. Siren's good bro... friend..."
Xu Xiaoshou cautiously condensed another little sword and poked the air twice.
At the end, he lightly performed a move of Leisurely White Clouds, hoping to stir this person's memories of the ultimate simplified version of the White Cloud Sword Technique from the Seven Heaven-Walking Swords—if he had such memories.
There was no result.
After a brief freeze, a voice so solemn it could not have been more solemn came from the Flower World:
"My name is Hua Weiyang."
Xu Xiaoshou's head buzzed, and his thoughts immediately became tangled.
Hua Weiyang? Such an unfamiliar name, yet so strangely familiar!
In an instant, he remembered where he had heard and seen that name.
"Wasn't this a figure from the Sword