In his mind.
The images flashing by were no longer those of him incessantly training with the blade as he once did.
Nor were they the scenes of enduring the cold and heat, winter going to spring, training in the deep cold of winter and the scorching summer.
Instead, it was the radiant and dazzling sword lights continually flashing by in the pitch-black world.
These brilliantly dazzling sword lights filled his spirit with deadly attraction.
Watching the endless and mesmerizing sword lights, he quickly became enthralled, unaware of the passage of time.
Who knows how long it had been.
Perhaps in an instant, a moment, or maybe eternity.
The countless flashing sparkles of sword light suddenly converged, forming a bright long sword.
The long sword was completely condensed in white, blinding and dazzling.
This blade seemed able to slice through the darkness before him!
A thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Ning's mind.
The next moment.
