n, at the very bottom of this dry well, a surge of sanguine light surged. In the next moment, an endless wave of blood mist erupted from beneath the well, as if a bloody eye had opened at the bottom o...The Sixth Sacred Mountain, in the courtyard where Su Xin resides.

Wow!

Blades of light flashed as Su Xin practiced swordsmanship alone.

"Shadowed!" "Dream fragments!" "Dawn breaks!" "Ephemeral bloom!" "Snowy expanse!" "Path to the underworld!"

Each move follows seamlessly from the last.

"No, that's not right."

Su Xin quickly stopped, and his brows furrowed.

He had mastered the Flying Blood Sword Art long ago, and his proficiency was extremely high. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it peerless. He could perform each of the six forms in this technique almost perfectly, bringing out the full power of each move.

It was like this before.

However, at this moment, as he wielded this sword technique again, it felt completely different.

It's not because of the proficiency in swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship itself...Su Xin immediately withdrew the blood-red fruit into his Qiankun ring, and dared not look at it again.What a terrifying temptation!Su Xin felt a little scared now.He never expected that a mere fruit w...