Boom— Xiao Hua had just flown out of that confinement when it was as though a mountain ridge had crashed into the icy lake, or countless Fireball Talismans had exploded beneath its surface. Sword shadows flashed, throwing up waves more than a dozen zhang high. A space half a mu wide opened within the lake, and Xue Mingcha's camellia-like sword body floated silently within it, as though she had always been there and would remain there forever. The very existence of her sword body forcibly drove away every splash of water.
That was close! Xiao Hua had no time to comprehend the incomparably powerful sword momentum of Sword Transformation. After all, clearing away the water of half a mu of icy lake was not something that could be achieved through sword essence and sword momentum alone. It even required an understanding of the Sword Dao, something far beyond a half-baked cultivator like Xiao Hua, who had only just touched the edge of Sword Transformation. If he could remain within that sword momentum for long, it would be of crucial help in stepping into Sword Transformation. Unfortunately, compared to his life, such benefits were lighter than a swan's feather!
Xiao Hua silently counted himself lucky. His body then moved strangely along with the waves and air currents stirred up by Xue Mingcha, shooting out of the water at incredible speed. Amid rumbling thunder, Xiao Hua had already rushed more than a dozen zhang away...
"Where do you think you're going—" A piercing sword cry rang out behind Xiao Hua. After a burst of flickering sword shadows, a flying sword over half a zhang long shot into the sky, chasing after Xiao Hua like a streaking phantom. The sword shadow was incomparably fast, seeming not the slightest bit inferior to Xiao Hua's