Lan Hongyi, in silence, brought down the blade in his hand. His muscles bulged as pure vigorous Qi and brute force drove the edge to cleave through the air, compressing the air flow and creating two incredibly sharp currents, which then struck the ground heavily, leaving a mark.
The 'Blade Qi' of a person naturally wasn't anything special to look at.
But when as many as three hundred uniform long blades simultaneously slashed out Blade Qi, there was an oppressive sensation that left one feeling breathless. Lan Hongyi took a deep breath and once again struck with his blade.
From afar, the glint of the blades shimmered like flowing tidal water.
A good month had already passed, and after the initial surge in progress, everyone's cultivation speed had once again slowed down.
To once again feel that rapid improvement, everyone was secretly upping the ante in their cultivation.
