Chapter 262: The Appearance of the Divine Dragon (17)
The Moonlight Sword Form was always an inconvenient sword style.
Every move required a different type of sword—different length, different weight, different shape. Some forms couldn’t even be performed without specific weapons.
It didn’t even distinguish between swords and sabers. As Namgung Sinjae once said, it was probably a relic of ancient martial arts, back when a blade was just a blade, regardless of its type.
Hmm. Sword Master, Sword Sage, whatever you want to call it. Even Sword Immortal or Sword Emperor, if you like.
Namgung Sinjae always acted like she knew everything about swords. But this time, she was wrong.
The Moonlight Sword Form wasn’t about wielding multiple swords.
It was about holding whatever happened to be in your hand—a long branch, a short stick, a swaying willow bough, a metal rod, even a wooden spoon.
Anything you could grip was a sword.
Before Qing realized it, she found herself standing in front of a wall.
A towering wall that stretched high enough to block out the entire sky, separating her from whatever lay beyond.
There was no way to see what was on the other side.
Embedded in the wall was a massive iron door.