Not far behind him, a century-old tree so massive that two people could barely wrap their arms around it had been sliced clean through the middle. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, as if made by the sharpest laser.
After a brief, heart-stopping silence, the enormous upper half of the tree crashed to the ground, sending dust billowing into the air!
Lin Xuan gazed at the fallen tree, his expression grave.
What a terrifying strike!
After unleashing his attack, the Old Monk didn't even look to see what it had done. Taking advantage of the moment Lin Xuan spent dodging, he turned and fled without hesitation. Like a startled night owl, he bounded away into the depths of the forest, and his presence quickly faded until he vanished without a trace.
Lin Xuan remained where he was. He made no attempt to pursue him.
He lowered his gaze to the tree's smooth, mirror-like cut, replaying the trajectory of that invisible sword energy in his mind.
"Wounding someone from afar... turning true qi into a sword..."
He murmured to himself as a legendary name surfaced in his mind.
"Could this... be the Six Meridian Divine Sword?!"
But how could that be?!
Lin Xuan was filled with confusion.
As far as he knew, in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, the Six Meridian Divine Sword manual had long been lost. Only a handful of eminent monks at Tianlong Temple had mastered one or two of its meridians, and even then, their mastery was unstable.
Mastering all of them was harder still—nearly impossible.
More importantly, according to the original story, Duan Yu hadn't even begun his adventures yet. He was nowhere near learning the Beiming Divine Skill and Lingbo Weibu, let alone accidentally absorbing other people's Internal Energy and meeting the requirements to cultivate