C411 The Thunder of the Sword

Jing Feiyu stood tall and unyielding atop a mountain formed from an accumulation of crystal cores. His slender eyes sparkled with an unpredictable sword energy, and the sword scar at his brow underscored his unparalleled sharpness.

"To vie with the world's great heroes is the lifelong pursuit of Jing! Fellow Daoist, I invite your guidance!"

With a respectful bow