After Lin Yun left the main palace, he traveled through the air searching for zither music. Once he heard it, he smiled because Luo Hua didn’t forget her promise. “It’s her!”

It had been a long time since Lin Yun drank the Millennium Flame, so he licked his lips and followed the music. It didn’t take long before the Saint Sword Mountain entered his sight. There were countless mountains hovering around Saint Sword Mountain, and it was a forbidden ground most of the time. But Lin Yun was a heavenly core disciple, so no place was forbidden to him.

The surroundings of the Sword Saint Mountain looked like a celestial realm as it was enveloped in clouds. Right now, Lin Yun could sense an ethereal intent in the zither music that floated just like the clouds around the mountain.

Most people thought that the fleeting cloud was the sky,...