As his words fell, a torrent of sword qi like heaven-shaking waves suddenly swept outward.
The next moment, accompanied by the crisp ring of swords resounding through heaven and earth once more, the space wherever the sword qi spread was slowly dyed a pure white.
"That is..."
Under Su Changge's astonished gaze, a tall figure strode through the pure-white tide.
It was a man dressed in white.
His face was obscured by a hazy divine radiance, making it impossible to discern his true features.
Yet his simple white robes, paired with hair as white as snow, made his entire being seem to merge with the pure whiteness, like a god walking the Mortal Realm.
As though sensing Su Changge's gaze,
the figure shrouded in divine light smiled faintly and cast him a kind, gentle look.
The instant he felt that gaze, Su Changge could not help but shudder.
He seemed to have seen those eyes somewhere before!
"Who exactly are you, Senior?"
Suppressing the grievous injuries in his body, Su Changge asked anxiously.
That familiar aura, along with that strange yet warm gaze, was truly far too similar to the figure he had seen in his memories!
Yet the White-Clad Figure did not answer Su Changge. He merely extended a finger and lightly tapped the void.
Buzz!
Vast, torrential power suddenly spread out, like the tides of heaven and earth surging forth.
Under the influence of such power, Su Changge felt his entire body enveloped by a warm force.
The grievous wounds he had suffered were gradually healing as well. His mind grew hazy, and a faint drowsiness seemed to rise within him.
Before his consciousness drifted away, he only heard a man's voice, gentle as a spring breeze, sound beside his ear. "The first half is over. Leave the