He furrowed his brows slightly, his gaze becoming ever more focused, not missing a single detail. In his heart, he silently pondered the martial arts style and the exquisite techniques of the Blood Rakshasa, attempting to glean a clue from them.
The female disciple of the Blood Rakshasa, Ling Lanzhi, with a graceful figure, leaned against the castle gate. Her beautiful eyes were wide open, intently watching the battle, carefully contemplating the techniques contained within her master's unpredictable whip and swordsmanship.
Although her martial arts were taught by her master, what she cultivated was not the mysterious and strange Blood Rakshasa Inner Power Heart Method, but the pure and steady Tianshan Inner Power Method. Because of this, Ling Lanzhi's progress in inner power was quite slow, but her skin color never changed, remaining as fair as snow, exuding the unique beauty and purity of a young girl.
