After the white-clothed man left, Lin Yun’s gaze fell onto the dao flame left behind by the Emperor Sword. It was so dazzling that Lin Yun didn’t dare to look at it directly.

Lin Yun wondered who the Emperor in the Kunlun Realm was since there was the Emperor Sword. He carefully approached the dao flame, which looked like a bright sun. The dao flame shone brightly, painting Lin Yun in a layer of golden radiance.

As he stood before the dao flame, he was breath-taken by the powerful sword aura it gave off, and he couldn’t see the top when he raised his head. It felt as though there was a thousand-foot-tall volcano in front of him.

He felt insignificant before it, and it was like what the senior said, this was Astral Sword Intent at the extreme. This should be the strongest the Astral Sword Intent could reach, and it wasn’t needed to reach such a height before making a breakthrough. In reality, one only needed to reach one-third of it to try and make a breakthrough in sword intent....