He looked up.
Jiang Dali's face changed color suddenly.
But he saw a figure between the cliff edges on the west side, displaying supreme, exquisitely graceful Qinggong as it flashed downward.
Even Jiang Dali, who had mastered the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms, and Kou Zhong, who was extremely skilled in Qinggong, found these steep cliffs extremely difficult to climb and couldn't descend as gracefully as that person.
However, upon closer inspection, that person would suddenly stab a wooden branch in hand every twenty or thirty yards.
Each time that branch struck the rock face at an angle, it generated Sword Qi, creating a slight buffering force that allowed for regaining energy between the cliffs.
Despite this, such Qinggong that allowed one person with a sword to descend a cliff was still rare in the eyes of Kou Zhong.
