When Lin Yun opened his eyes, the laughter disappeared, and the surroundings returned to normal. But when he closed his eyes again, the laughter resounded again, except it was a laughter belonging to a man this time, “This is weird.”0

The laughter was hearty and repeated a few times. Then Lin Yun finally figured it out, the laughter came from the surrounding hovering pagodas. Lin Yun shook his head and circulated the Dragon-Phoenix World Annihilating Sword Canon, devoting himself to his cultivation.0

Not long later, the thirty-six pagodas shone brightly with the world becoming dark and the Dao Comprehending Stage looked as though it was hovering in the universe. Multiple figures began to fly out from those pagodas, which should be the sword spirits that his senior brother spoke of.0

Each sword spirit had grasped countless sword techniques and they entered his sea of consciousness to fight him. Sometimes, it would be a one-to-one battle. At times, they would gang up on him, and Lin Yun was fully submerged in the teachings or simply getting beaten. He didn’t know...0