Lin Yun shocked everyone with his performance, and even Bai Shuying’s face changed. As for those newly conferred saint disciples, they were long dumbfounded and wondered if Lin Yun was still a human.

Everyone had just entered the Profound Death Stage, and yet Lin Yun had shaken them away with his Heavenly Dome Sword Intent.

Bai Shuying locked her brows together with doubt flashing across her pupils. She couldn’t believe how someone could change so much in just one year, and this was too unbelievable. One year ago, Ye Qingtian was only at the Dragon Pulse Realm. But one year later, he had reached the Profound Death Stage and grasped the Heavenly Dome Sword Intent.

The saint’s disciples of the two palaces and three courtyards were seriously looking at Lin Yun. Within the Heavenly Dao Sect, saint disciples were nothing compared to saint’s disciples. No one within the Heavenly Dao Sect dared to offend the saint’s disciples, not even the Peak Masters.

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