He was one with the sword, so much so that he could feel the wind parting around its edge. The sensation was still sharp, still vivid in his mind.
Though his eyes were blind to it, his sword could read the flow of Sword Saint Cang Xuan’s technique.
Internal energy—qi—was a mysterious force.
It revealed a higher realm of existence, one that needed neither sight nor touch to be understood.
The essence of qi is nature itself. Simply follow