When he closed his eyes, everything around him became very quiet; he could even hear the sound of mist flowing past his ears.
The Sword Immortal Linghu Jue stood silently, feeling a sword heart that was clear and unblemished.
In this state of clarity, everything else ceased to exist.
All that remained was the sword in his hand.
Indeed!
At this moment, the ever-present gourd was gone from Linghu Jue's hand, replaced by a long sword that was lush green and emitted a faint aroma of wine.
As the Wine Sword Immortal stood with his eyes closed in silence, relying on his sword.
Suddenly.
A faint shadow appeared behind Linghu Jue, silently extending a black dagger, aiming for Linghu Jue's back.
The whole process was completely silent, not even disturbing the mist in the slightest.
However, just as he was in the State of Void Clarity, the Sword Immortal's heart suddenly moved, and the sword in his hand instinctively thrust backward.
Thud!
