Sword Dao.
At such a young age, the only existence capable of rousing his will to fight—and even making his heart palpitate—was the first chief disciple of Celestial Sword Mountain, Yv Feng. He had a cultivation at the Middle Stage of Golden Immortal. Xu Yang showed no fear. He offered Yv Feng a faint smile, his eyes surging with battle intent. The two exchanged a brief look, nodded at each other, and then withdrew their gazes.
"It seems a battle with Yv Feng is inevitable this time," Xu Yang realized. He was equally looking forward to it. However, now was clearly not the right time.
A long while later.
