(There was a typo in the previous chapter. Here is the correction: Fang Wendao ranks among the Fire-Worshipping Cult's Three Elders, while Ding Baixiang is the master of Purgatory Hall, one of the "Three Halls," and is nicknamed the "Phoenix King," not Dharma King. Nor is this the Bright Cult yet. I got carried away while writing and have already submitted a correction.)
Two hundred and seventy zhang away.
Ding Bailing was fleeing at full speed. Just as the Wind Rope was about to coil around his waist, his figure abruptly stopped!
In that instant, his entire bearing changed!
He was no longer a sword thief fleeing in panic, but a savage beast suddenly baring its fangs!
He swung his sword backhanded, tracing a bizarre arc with the Chengying Sword.
The strike was fierce, precise, and ruthless, carrying a murderous intent entirely unlike that of the Sword Dao. This was no upright sword technique, but an assassin's swordsmanship-one strike to kill, leaving no room for escape!
Crack!
The Wind Rope shattered beneath his blade, dissolving into countless fragments of azure light that drifted through the air.
Lu Changfeng narrowed his eyes.
That strike...
He recognized the sword move's origins.
The School of Names Assassination Technique.
Among the Hundred Schools of Thought, the School of Names was famed for its "debates on names and realities." People knew only that disputants such as Hui Shi and Gongsun Long "entangled others in exacting distinctions, leaving them unable to refute their arguments." Few knew that the School of Names had another lineage-one that sought the Dao through swordsmanship.
During the Spring and Autumn period, Deng Xi, a sage of the School of Names, had excelled not only in debate but also in swordsmanship. He proposed "form and name in accord," holding that everything with