Li Xian and Nangong Feixu devoted themselves to studying spells and practicing a secret art, respectively.
Both were in excellent spirits.
Some people, however, had inevitably fallen into a state of constant dread.
One such person was Jiang Rufeng, the Danxia Sword Sect's chief True Inheritor.
At that moment, this True Inheritor Disciple had already fled to Azure Dragon Island.
The instant he arrived on Azure Dragon Island, he activated the island's Long-Distance Communication Array to contact Cheng Wanli on Immortal Wandering Island.
As Cheng Wanli's image materialized in the array, Jiang Rufeng said, his face pale, "Senior Brother Cheng, something terrible has happened."
Seeing Jiang Rufeng's panic-stricken appearance through the array, Cheng Wanli realized something.
He immediately dismissed everyone around him.
Only after everyone nearby had left did he grit his teeth, his reluctance mingled with disbelief. "Don't tell me you failed?"
"Yes."
Jiang Rufeng's face was bitter. "That Li Xian... was even stronger than we expected!"
He buried deep within himself his resentment at being dragged aboard their pirate ship, not daring to reveal the slightest trace.
He merely said in anguish, "Senior Sister Yan attacked him herself, but for ten full breaths, she couldn't do anything to Li Xian. Most importantly, when Li Xian unleashed his power at the end... he seemed-he seemed to display sword intent!"
"Sword intent?!"
Cheng Wanli's eyes widened. Then, almost instinctively, he cried, "Impossible!"
Sword intent!
That was a power one could only master after condensing spiritual sense!
This was an ironclad law!
Just as one could only cast spells after cultivating magic power!
No matter how gifted Li Xian was, no matter how heaven-defying, surely he couldn't break even such a basic, fundamental law...
Wait!
Some special physiques, with powers akin to innate divine abilities...
Really could do that!
"Fuck!"
Cheng