Inside the stone chamber.
The ringing of a sword echoed endlessly.
It struck the stone walls, creating waves of reverberations.
"What is this..."
Li Zixuan ran two fingers along the body of her sword. She seemed to sense something, yet she was utterly perplexed.
'The ringing of a sword...'
'But why now?'
She frowned slightly, lost in thought.
She was in secluded cultivation.
With only a simple meal and water in her chamber, she was completely cut off from the outside world, oblivious to any commotion.
But the transmission of this sword ring far surpassed the limits of time and space. It came from an unknown place, containing a certain rhythmic Dao and conveying a kind of Celestial Dao.
The profound Dao rhythm within it was far beyond her imagination.
The number of beings in the world capable of such a feat...
...could be counted on one hand, couldn't they?
"Master..."
