He had only meant to grumble.
Yet Li Yang was seriously mulling it over.
"Uh..."
He was about to speak, but Li Yang had already opened his mouth.
"Ancestor, the moment I entered your sword domain, I noticed three problems.
"First-sword cultivators reign supreme in offense and pursue the ultimate in slaughter, but your sword domain has some flashy embellishments. Of course, if those embellishments serve another purpose, pretend I said nothing."
"That's not..."
Li Yang continued, "Second-the artistic conception of this Canyang Sword Domain is the last setting sun, sword light in its lingering glow, the sole hope left in a desperate situation. But from what I saw, it was too placid. It lacked the resolve of 'a fire burns fiercest just before it turns to ash.' Of course, if you excel at prolonged battles, pretend I said nothing.
"Third-the Canyang Sword Domain's power steadily diminishes over time. Against a troublesome opponent, you might fall behind. As for how to remedy that and strengthen the sword domain, this junior's vision is too limited to offer advice."
When Li Yang made his first point, Ancestor Canyang wanted to refute him.
But at the second, Ancestor Canyang fell somewhat silent.
By the time the third left Li Yang's mouth, Ancestor Canyang had sunk into deep thought.
He could hardly believe that this junior before him, only in the golden core realm, had laid bare the shortcomings of his proud sword domain in a few words.
Li Yang's words struck his primordial spirit, sending towering waves crashing through his heart.
This could only mean that, regardless of how profound the young man's attainments in the Sword Dao were, he could see through to the essence.
That was terrifying. He was simply a born sword cultivator, more swordlike than a sword itself.
"Young