"Fellow Daoist Su?"
Feng Jianxing's gaze swept quickly over Su Shi'er, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt.
The man before him, whether in aura or appearance, was completely different from the Su Shi'er he remembered.
Yet that trace of Sword Intent from earlier had unmistakably carried the unique aura of Silent Sword Viewing.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, it has been a long time!"
Su Shi'er smiled faintly.
As his voice rang out, the aura around him shifted slightly.
Sensing that familiar aura, Feng Jianxing's eyes lit up.
But before they could reminisce, his expression swiftly turned solemn.
"It is naturally for the best that Fellow Daoist Su arrived in time."
"I'm afraid Fellow Daoist Ling's situation, as well as that of the Divine Weapon Heavenly Sword... is somewhat troublesome!"
"Where is Fellow Daoist Ling now?"
Su Shi'er immediately asked.
Feng Jianxing did not rush to answer.
He turned and stepped back into the formation deep within the meteorite.
"This is not a place for conversation. Fellow Daoist Su, please follow Feng first."
Su Shi'er nodded slightly and followed close behind.
They passed through a layer of formation ripples.
The scene before them changed accordingly.
Deep inside the meteorite, a crude stone chamber roughly several yards wide had actually been carved out.
The chamber was surrounded not only by formations that blocked divine sense, but also by fine strands of sword energy darting swiftly along the stone walls.
These Sword Energies possessed sharp, fierce auras.
Yet in Su Shi'er's perception, hidden deep within them were unmistakable threads of a faint, nearly imperceptible air of despondency.
"Fellow Daoist Feng's attainments in the Sword Dao have improved again compared to back then."
"Only... it seems that the trace of Sword Light outside Qingyun Immortal Mansion back then has yet to completely cease affecting