The sunlight was brilliant, and the peaks of Kunlun Mountain lay across the sky like a wall beside Sword Heaven Marsh.
Figures hovered in the air, and the lakeside was also filled with people's silhouettes, with exclamations sounding from time to time. One could see Fang Wang floating in mid-air, his left hand behind his waist and his right hand using a finger as a sword, constantly changing sword techniques.
With each flick of his finger, a figure formed of Sword Qi in front of him would mimic the movement with a sword strike, the techniques alternating between fierce and graceful.
Hong Chen, Hongxuan Emperor, Gu Tianxiong, Yang Du, Chu Yin, Zhu Yan, Lü Xianming, Fang Bai, and so forth, all Cultivators from Sword Heaven Marsh, were gathered here. Looking out, it was impossible to count how many were present.
Although Lü Xianming did not practice swordsmanship, he could tell that the swordplay demonstrated by Fang Wang was very ordinary, but it carried an indescribable mystery.