Because of his earlier fall from the Great Profound Realm, most of his disciples had returned to the Sword Sect, though some remained on the Starry Sky Frontline Battlefield, continuing to serve as Star Domain Guardians.
Now that he had come to this frontline battlefield, it was a good opportunity to see her.
At this moment, within the Starry Sky Fortress.
In the vast, spacious training ground, a woman clad in heavy black armor, looking rather dull-witted, held a broad, heavy greatsword and swung it again and again.
Her expression was focused and earnest, as though she were carrying out something of utmost importance.
Without a sound, Xu Xing's figure appeared, but he did not speak. He simply stood to one side and watched her quietly.
The heavy greatsword swung without cease. Gradually, dark, dense shadows seemed to flicker through the surrounding void, like patches of storm clouds smeared across the sky, filling one with a stifling oppression from the depths of the heart.
Turning toward Xu Xing, a trace of blazing heat suddenly lit up in her dull eyes.
"Master!"
Buzzz—boom!
The shadows all around instantly drew in. The heavy greatsword, carrying a howling gale, smashed down toward Xu Xing's head.
It was an utterly plain and unadorned sword move.
Yet it sealed all ten directions—there was no way to evade, no way to flee!
An indescribable intent spread outward, locking down all extraordinary powers. The entire training ground seemed to enter the Dharma-ending age at that instant; spiritual workings and the Great Dao alike ceased to exist!
Clang!
Amid a crisp clash of metal, the greatsword was flung high into the air.
The heat in the armored woman's eyes did not fade. She took a step back to steady the greatsword, then swept it horizontally toward Xu Xing