Whoosh!
The Tiger-Driving Sword flew out, heading straight towards Yang Chengyin.
But Yang Chengyin only needed to slightly shift his body to easily dodge Long Xuan's furious strike.
Watching the lingering sword light in front of him, Yang Chengyin smirked.
"What? Did I hit a sore spot? Is that why you're angry and embarrassed?"
Long Xuan raised his hand, and the Tiger-Driving Sword circled in the air before returning to his hand.
"Seeking the Immortal, asking the Dao, it's just a process. I seek my Immortal, I pursue my Dao. What has the matter of others to do with me?"
His expression remained calm, as if completely unaffected by Yang Chengyin's words, Long Xuan spoke with indifference.
Yet Yang Chengyin merely sneered, continuing to question the young prodigy before him.
"If that's so, why did you challenge Ye Qingci to a sword duel beneath Mount Qianjue?"
"To further progress."
"Then, after becoming an Earth Immortal, have you challenged any other Earth Immortals?"
