Inside Five Finger Mountain.
Few people ever ventured here, and not a bird was in sight.
Wind swept through the gaps between the "fingers," making his robes snap and flutter.
Qin Yuan stood on a platform, holding his breath and focusing his mind. The blade intent surrounding him reached its peak, and the Flame War Blade in his hand trembled of its own accord.
"Though I haven't cultivated for long, insights have bubbled up like spring water. I've stripped away most of the dross. It's time this blade form took shape!"
His gaze turned razor-sharp, and the blade in his hand flashed through the air, unleashing more than a dozen streaks of blade aura in succession.
"Condense!"
Under his deliberate control, the dozen-odd streaks of blade light gathered together, forming a gigantic palm.
Qin Yuan made a grabbing motion from a distance. The palm instantly clenched, seizing the target dummy he had tossed out beforehand and annihilating it in an instant.
Although he had only just refined this move, its power could not be underestimated. Qin Yuan had also firmly committed his current insights to memory. With repeated use in the future, he would be able to perfect it completely.
"I'll call this move Soul-Burning Grip!"
Qin Yuan thought it over, then felt it was too limited on its own.
Beyond the blade techniques provided by the system, he always felt he would gain further insights into the blade in the future. When that happened, he could compile an entire set of blade techniques to pass down.
As for the name of this set of blade techniques, I'll call it Fierce Fire Blade. It only has its first form for now. Hopefully, I'll have the chance to add other moves in the future, Qin Yuan thought.
After a pause, he