well known to him, so when he heard him talk about the past, he thought of the Evil Moon Valley."Yes," Wu Hua nodded. "On that day, I was fortunate enough to enter the sect. This fellow's talent was... his chest rising and falling. At first, he didn't feel anything special, but as time passed, Lu Ye felt a subtle sensation—the Panshan sword in his hand seemed to be breathing with him, inhaling and...