A Guest Knocks! Competing for Leadership!

Very soon, the night passed. Morning light spilled down, bringing a trace of warmth to the frost-filled courtyard. He opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbid air.

He rose to his feet and began practicing his saber techniques in the courtyard with a settled mind.

The Seven Killings Blade left its sheath, its radiance arcing like a rainbow. His figure wheeled and darted through the courtyard as he alternated through the five forms of the Greedy Wolf Saber Technique. A stream surged onward, a sea of fire towered to the heavens, a golden blade cleaved down, vines coiled around, and a great mountain pressed down from above. Five manifestations revolved around him, their might astonishing.

As he practiced the saber, he incorporated his insights into the Five Elements Blade Transformation, making his saber techniques more seamless and more fierce.

After finishing his saber practice, he began tempering his other cultivation arts and martial skills—Dragon Tiger Fist, Windfire Wandering Step, Spring and Autumn Needle Technique—one after another, without pause.

Like an untiring machine, he repeatedly honed every martial skill, striving for perfection in each move and stance.

Not a moment was wasted, until noon arrived.

That afternoon, Li Bufan once more turned his attention to the Ten Thousand Year Ice Coffin.

He knew that he had merely brought this secret art to the beginner level. He still had a long road ahead before he could use it in actual combat.

In battle, victory or defeat was often decided in an instant. His enemies certainly would not give him several breaths to condense an ice coffin.

Gu Moxie's Soul-Devouring Divine Thunder was even more vivid in his mind. That flash of lightning had nearly torn his Spiritual Sense to shreds.

With the Ten Thousand Year Ice Coffin at