The traces of birds are gone, and below the desolate abyss, above the Cold Pond, pitch-black and unfathomable, deep and bottomless.
Two figures are sword fighting above the pond, flipping and tumbling like moving birds between the mountain stream and Water Mirror, fast enough to be invisible.
The sound of sword clashes, delicate and lingering like autumn rain sprinkled upon the blade.
Each time the blades meet, bright sparks explode, casting fierce light on the cliff, resembling falling stars.
Every sword style duel is like dragon roars and tiger bellows, spreading the terrifying sound of whistles and cracks for miles, creating waves of sonic booms.
"Buzz!"
After dozens of rounds of fighting, blood light suddenly appears as Tie Dan's sword pierces Chen Dewei's chest, swiftly and neatly killing him with the sword, landing gracefully on the cliff's wall.
