Lost Forest stretched continuously over half of Jadefall City and Tangcang Ancient Country’s borders. Meanwhile, Jadefall City itself was originally equivalent to several Yunqin provinces in size. From this, one could imagine just how vast it was, see that the description ‘boundless to the point where no borders could be seen, millions of armies hidden yet none in sight’ was not empty at all.

The forest surface was covered with several feet of dead leaves and dried branches. Perhaps because of the moderate moisture, the trees in Lost Forest all reached into the heavens, even if there was rain, most of it would be blocked out. The forest didn’t have any auras of decay, instead, it was as if there was a thick carpet that covered everything.

Lin Xi was sitting precisely under a ginkgo tree that grew for who knew how many years, it needed at least ten of him before they could wrap their arms around its roots.

This ginkgo tree was ‘male’, it didn’t produce fruit, no ginkgo fruits falling from it. There were only golden fan-like leaves that fluttered down, which made it seem even cleaner.

The air was especially fresh and clear, his head also feeling especially fresh and clear.

Lin Xi slowly breathed in and out. Roiling soul force suddenly poured out from his right hand’s five fingers, entering the light green longsword by his knees.

Zheng!

The faint green longsword began to tremble, releasing a light ringing noise.

Immediately afterwards, this fine longsword that was flowing with silver brilliance, as if it was being continuously cleansed, shook fiercely. With a chi sound, it suddenly made a turn with...