"Fine, I too wish to learn some things."
For instance, the relationship between Li Qinglian and the Great Venerable, or why the Yin Law Department has been unrelentingly pursuing Li Qinglian...
Sword Qi surged like a dragon from the palm, and with a resonating clang, the Great Circle Sword materialized in Jiang Li's hands, its blade clear as crystal.
Sword against sword, person against person, sword momentum burgeoned, Sword Qi ebbed and flowed, adding an extra chill to the late December winds. The wind stirred the branches in the mountains, sweeping up fallen leaves, which seemed to gather with purpose, forming long dragons converging on this location.
Leaves collided, and suddenly they shattered into pieces, like countless sword tips clashing violently, slicing every which way.
Thousands of leaves fluttered down, breaking into myriad pieces; time seemed to stop at that moment, and the dancing leaves slowed, then halted.
