Chapter 169
Seven flashes of light burst forth at an unrecognizable speed, particles in the shape of a great sword.
The shape of an emperor sword. Implanted.
The Seven Divine Forms.
Pippit, pippit, pippit, pippit!
In an instant, seven slashes sliced through the air. With each stroke, the white mane was cut off and scattered into thin air. At the same time, White Light’s long, fluffy hair began to float in the air.
“I see it.”
My eyes sink. There’s nothing to catch, nothing to reach. He would know it.
The foundation of the greatsword,
a greatsword that can slice through the earth, a sword that can split mountains.
Bai Guang’s movements are instinctive. Fierce as a tiger, sharp as a lance, and soaring like a hawk, Bai Guang’s movements are similar to those of a beast.
“Have you heard of the Mountain Lord? They are the first to enter the mountains and the first to suffer.”
Mountain lord.
The mountain spirits of the mountains,
the lords of the mountains.
A criminal of immense size and overwhelming destructive power and momentum, he feeds on the essence of the mountains, and as he speaks of his time battling the spirit known as the Mountain Lord, Baekwang shows the scars that mark his body.
“His movements are ridiculous,” he says, ”the behemoth is already moving before I do, just like you and I are now.”
As if on cue, his movements come before mine.
“Waves.”
Baekwang has already reached the peak of his cultivation.
“Once you learn to read and follow the grain, whatever you do will be a step forward, just like you and I are now.”
