An early summer morning, the sky was dimly lit.
With a saber by his waist, Meng Chuan arrived at the Thousand Sabers Cavern alone.
Swoosh. Leaping 100 feet high, he entered the familiar cave. After passing several forks on the path, he took a few turns and walked nearly two hundred feet before stopping. The wind was far more intense here. The wind blades were faster and sharper. Ordinary Impervious realm experts could lose their lives if they were hit by the wind blades. However, Meng Chuan smiled as he took in this scene.
Every time he split the wind blades apart, he felt a sense of accomplishment.
The depth he traveled in the Thousand Sabers Cavern signified how brilliant his Heart Saber Stance was. He believed that he wasn't too far from reaching basic mastery of the Heart Saber Stance.