Spring gave way to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, twelve years had passed.
Hidden Sword Peak had weathered twelve full years.
Qian Renxue had mastered Ling Feng's true teachings in the sword, reaching the pinnacle of attainment.
At the same time, through accumulated training and the various heavenly treasures Ling Feng used to strengthen her,
Qian Renxue's strength had risen by leaps and bounds. The power in a single arm had astonishingly reached the level-three weight of ten tons.
Beyond her increase in strength, her Soul Power and sword realm had improved to a terrifying degree as well.
Her Soul Power Level had reached level 79, Spirit Saint, just one step away from level 80.
Her sword realm was even more frightening.
She had directly reached the terrifying eighth stage—the Sword Light Realm.
With her current Sword Light Realm and level 79 Spirit Saint cultivation, she would have a chance to slay even a Titled Douluo.
That day, as usual, Qian Renxue practiced her swordsmanship in the Infinite Sword Field on Hidden Sword Peak.
She had practiced without interruption for twelve years, day after day, year after year.
Qian Renxue's sword moves had already returned to simplicity, their plainness concealing true killing intent.
She had also truly understood what Ling Feng had said back then.
No matter what kind of sword move it was—flashy, simple, or dazzling—as long as it could defeat an opponent, it was a good sword move.
As the strength in her arms grew greater and greater, she also understood why Ling Feng had said that the Sword Styles most suited to the Juque Sword were basic sword moves.
Now, in her hands, the Juque Sword had astonishingly reached the level-three weight of ten tons.
Every strike from the ten-ton Juque Sword carried the