The boiling Sword Aura surged into the sea of clouds.
A few breaths later, the sword energy faded, and everything returned to calm.
About another quarter of an hour passed.
Sword Aura erupted from the earth, surging into the sea of clouds once more as it shot straight toward the depths of the heavens.
A few breaths later, the Sword Aura faded again.
Time passed.
Two quarters of an hour later.
A torrent of Sword Aura thundered into the sky, rising once more into the heavens.
Asura King yawned and tipped a mouthful of tea into his mouth, muttering, "Could he not get tired?"
"I don't know if he's tired, but it definitely hurts," Saint Turtle said.
Xie Daoling sprang to her feet and said softly, "My disciple is risking his life to cultivate, while you sit here idly drinking tea?"
Whoosh—
She turned into a gust of wind and vanished from Cloud Top.
Asura King and Saint Turtle looked at each other.
"What's going on?"
"She's too protective... You can't even say a word..."
On the ground.
Gu Qingshan stood beside a stream and muttered to himself, "I still can't switch the sword formation smoothly enough... Looks like I need to focus more."
"You're being pierced through by ten thousand swords every moment. Being able to endure it is already extraordinary. Focusing even more is simply too difficult."
Xie Daoling's voice rang out.
She suddenly appeared before Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan said delightedly, "Master, what brings you here?"
Xie Daoling formed a hand seal with one hand and patted Gu Qingshan's shoulder with the other.
Gu Qingshan immediately felt the pain in his body ease somewhat.
A flicker of pain crossed Xie Daoling's face.
"This isn't the pain of being pierced by ten thousand swords... It's the endless