As Liu Zixuan charged out, the Nameless Sword seemed to understand what was in his heart, and suddenly a sharp green light flashed across the sword's edge.
The green light quickly enveloped Liu Zixuan, and in the blink of an eye, he and the sword had completely entered the beam of light, leaving behind only a fading afterimage.
The Willow Association patriarch looked at that dazzling beam and mumbled Liu Zixuan's words: On the path to becoming stronger, one will encounter countless choices; if one only escapes for safety, might as well return to Lingxiu Village to farm!
"Indeed, for martial artists, the path itself defies the heavens, competing with the sun and emulating the moon. If it's only for safety, how could one become stronger? Zixuan, your mindset is something even I find unreachable!"
