On the battle stage, after felling Mo Jiufeng with a single sword strike, Ling Fei made no further move. He was completely immersed in the insights he had just gained from the battle.
In his mind, Sword Intent condensed, beginning to form a seed. Strands of this Sword Intent flowed like roaming dragons, suffused with the True Dragon's Might.
'My True Dragon Mystical Technique can become my True Dragon Sword Intent, and my Cold Dao Mystical can become my Cold Dao Sword Intent... My Sword Intent shouldn't be so divided.'
As he condensed the Sword Intent Seed, Ling Fei's mind raced, simulating the fusion of his various Mystical insights.
At the same time, his Cold Dao Mystical Seed began to emanate Cold Dao Intent.
This Cold Dao Mystical power fused into his Sword Intent, intertwining with his True Dragon Sword Intent.
And so, his two Mystical arts began to truly fuse, preparing to become a singular Sword Dao Mystical.
