Every World is Collapsing [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.2

10.12 - The protagonist who takes an unconventional path

In the thin dew of early winter, the light winds and sprinkles, and among the billowing clouds and smoke at the top of Yunliang Peak, you can vaguely see the figure of a man standing with a silver frost sword in his hand.

Suddenly, he moved.

A ray of sword energy shot out from the sword blade, as fast as lightning and as slow as catkins falling. In a moment, a set of flowing sword techniques was presented by Han Yue in his hand on the Yunliang Peak in the early morning light.

Once I saw the short thirteen sword moves, I was able to master each sword move in my hand.

Rotating, turning sideways, the movement caused the trembling of the cold moon in the hand. Every block made by the long sword was like a stone thrown into the calm lake, with little ripples, and the long sword was even more like immersed in ice. The bright moon in the sky brings coolness to the heart.

After rehearsing the twenty-seven sword moves, he lowered his head and put the sword behind his back, looked forward, and said calmly: "The Tianyan Sword Art is the core and most profound sword art of our Tianyan Sect. It is divided into upper and middle. There are eighty-one moves in the lower three levels, and the twenty-seven moves in the upper level were practiced by my master, which are the basic sword moves of Tianyan Sword Technique. While my master cannot supervise you, you must practice diligently."

After he finished speaking, the man stood quietly with his sword behind his back, his clothes flowing in the air, as if he was a scene from a world of his own.

Although he knew that this was just an image left behind by the other party before he went into seclusion, every time he faced this image like a flower in the mist, Xiao Jue couldn't help but be stunned for such a short moment.

After nearly three seconds of silence, a steady voice came from the side.

"Disciple...obey."

His bright eyes showed a hint of satisfaction, and then just like before, his whole body slowly drifted away like smoke.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Xiao Jue raised his hand uncontrollably.

In the morning light, the faint thin smoke passed gently through his fingers. Unconsciously, Xiao Jue slowly closed his five fingers and clenched them into fists, as if he wanted to keep it.

But smoke is an illusion after all.

After a few breaths, the green grass around him was as green as before, leaving him alone holding the sword.

Holding his fists tightly together, just like in recent years, Xiao Jue turned around and looked at the long-closed hall in the distance.

Feeling that the restraint was not moving at all, he withdrew his gaze, drew out the water and started today's practice in the green grass.

The bright sunshine on the peak reflected his calm face. In the flowing sword posture, the slight slant of the shadow revealed the man's unique perseverance and handsomeness.

Eight years have passed by like water, and the thin boy who used to draw Qi into his body has officially entered the golden elixir, and has become a new generation of powerful newbies in the world of cultivation.

Tianyan Sect still recruits disciples on a regular basis, Yunliang Peak is still so sparsely populated, the sect leader Wuyou still dislikes Xiao Jue, the Great Elder is finding trouble more and more frequently, everything seems to have not changed, except for that people.

Eight years ago, after Chu Jingran confessed the relevant information, he went into seclusion to escape from the body. He said that he would be released in three to two years at a fast pace, and in five years at a slow time. However, Xiao Jue did not expect that he would wait for eight years.