People had left, but the sound of the wind still sobbed, and dark clouds remained overhead.
The cool breeze, tinged with a hint of coldness, brushed over this lonely yet beautiful Secondary Main Peak. Under the cover of dark clouds, the light illuminated the distant main peak's grand hall, making all its prosperity appear even dimmer.
Zhou Yan had stood at the mountain's summit for a long time, until the presence of Jiang Yushuang between heaven and earth had completely dissipated, and only then did he exhale a breath of turbid air.
"They are all very powerful, concealing their true cultivation, out of necessity, there's nothing that can be done."
Zhou Yan sighed softly in his heart, then he recalled the "Bishui Sword Heart Method" he had practiced initially, all the processes of cultivation, and every secret technique within his mind.
