C59 Shadow Clone Cultivate Quickly!'!

The short blade in his hand flashed with a cold light, and the sound of the wind whistled. He walked in a regular pattern and continuously moved about in this empty space.

A coldness that could make people shiver filled the surrounding area a few meters around him, and it was a bit piercing.

The coldness continued to change as Natsume Yang moved. His swordsmanship looked very slow