On the clifftop, the sea of clouds churned.
Swish!
A tremendously concentrated saber light flashed, silent and unnoticed, splitting the sea of clouds in two, with a slash mark extending a kilometer long.
Looking at the parted sea of clouds, Luo Feng exhaled gently and muttered to himself:
"It seems that to cultivate the Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills Blade to the third level, I still need some time to hone it..."
Currently, the power and speed of the Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills Blade are unparalleled, yet it lacks the realm of silent infiltration, nourishing things softly and unnoticed.
Achieving this would be the true 'Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills Blade,' capable of taking lives silently, without the victim sensing anything when death approaches.
However, this step is the most difficult, requiring long-term accumulation.
As the split clouds were about to merge back, a cold gleam flashed in Luo Feng's eyes, and he gripped the saber hilt with both hands.
