Following the guidance given by Fangsheng, the young man slowly relaxed his tense nerves, a pensive look dawning on his face. He began to plunge into the vast ocean of his memories, striving to search every corner for those easily overlooked details, hoping to provide more crucial clues for the actions ahead.
Yet, even though the memory remained vividly branded in his mind—barely half an hour having passed—the youth could no longer find a single fragment more indelible than that recent bloody slaughter.
All he could recall was himself wielding an incomparably sharp blade, effortlessly cutting down several ferocious-looking monsters as if harvesting rapeseeds. Then came the image of himself moving like the wind, instantly overtaking those fleeing creatures and, with the same crisp and decisive execution, felling them under his sword without the slightest effort.
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