Feng Ye Superior restored his cultivation, and naturally, everyone adjusted themselves on the spot.
Xu Nian stood in a recess of the mountain wall, a place where he could avoid the wind blades coming from the depths of the mountain stream.
From time to time, a couple of wind blades struck the mountain wall beside Xu Nian, shaving off some of the stone surface.
It was evident that these wind blades did not stop with the death of the Split Wind Divine Butterfly.
"Where exactly do these wind blades come from?" Xu Nian looked toward the deepest part of the mountain stream.
These wind blades could not have appeared out of thin air; there must be some special factor causing them to emerge.
"We've investigated this question before. There's a fissure on the mountain wall deep in there. These wind blades come out of that fissure, but as for what's deep inside the fissure, it's impossible to explore," Song Ren explained to Xu Nian.
