The Peak of Sword Cultivation

At the four-part architecture, a knock on the door could be heard.

"Greetings, Mr. Li. It's Jiang Liu."

"Come in." Xiao Bai opened the door, and Jiang Liu entered the place only after bowing to Xiao Bai. 

However, the moment he stepped inside, his body shook suddenly. He felt his whole body being suppressed by an unknown force, causing him to freeze.

The power was not targetted at him, but just like a commoner looking at an immortal, the natural-born fear within caused him to shudder.

Jiang Liu looked over weakly and his eyes widened in shock.

The whole place was plastered with paper with words on all of them. Each word exuded an unending power of Wisdom. Even a simple stroke seemed limitless. It was like a limitless sky, causing anyone to get lost within.

Each of those words was incredibly shocking, but they covered the ground like trash. Quite a few of them even had footprints on them, which caused Jiang Liu's eyes to twitch.