Lin Yun rode on his sword under the moon. When he turned around, he could vaguely see the Silver-Moon Alpha Wolf’s gaze from a thousand miles away. He knew that this matter wouldn’t be so easily resolved.

He wielded the sword scabbard with his left hand while he stepped on the Flower Burial Sword with his right foot. Along with a whooshing sound, Lin Yun dove into a forest. The Flower Burial Sword left his feet and returned to the scabbard as he firmly stood on the ground.

Lin Yun quickly examined his wounds and locked his brows together. He sighed, “It’s not easy to dispel the saint aura.”

All his injuries, including the bone cracks, internal organs, and dragon pulses, had recovered under the aid of the Blue Dragon Bone. But he was helpless with the saint aura left within his body.

Saint aura was transformed from nirvana aura, and the nirvana aura would transform into the saint aura after undergoing nine transformations. There was a huge gap between the two because...