Ji Feihua easily broke through the Heavenly Net Sword Formation and leaped onto the Overpass, only to find a figure already waiting for him amid the falling snow.
Ren Tianqing, the Heavenly Mystery Hall Master, stood quietly at the center of the Overpass. In his hand was a crescent-shaped scimitar-the Lone Moon Slash! Few people had ever seen Ren Tianqing use force, and fewer still had seen him wield a weapon. That alone showed how seriously he took this young opponent. He gazed quietly at Ji Feihua across from him and said softly, "The masters of the younger generation can be counted on one hand. As far as I know, no more than five of them could break the Sword Palace's Heavenly Net Sword Formation!"
Ji Feihua remained as still as undisturbed water, allowing snowflakes to blanket his shoulders. Across from him, an invisible layer of protective aura enveloped Ren Tianqing. Not a single falling snowflake could come within an inch of him.
"When you broke the formation, I happened to be there to watch," Ren Tianqing said. "I know who you are!"
Ji Feihua laughed. "After Lin Baitao died, the Sword Palace should have scattered like monkeys fleeing a fallen tree. With Qiu Xianguang's level of cultivation, he could never have devised such an exquisite sword formation. Sure enough, there was another master behind him!"
"Of course he lacks that ability," Ren Tianqing said. "Even Lin Baitao couldn't have devised a formation like this." He spoke unhurriedly. Though his tone was mild, it brimmed with disdain for the Sword Palace.
"No wonder Qiu Xianguang saw through the truth from the start," Ji Feihua said. "So you were here. Just who are you-the Heavenly Mystery Hall Master? Ren Tianqing? Or someone else entirely?"
Ren Tianqing smiled. "I am who I