The Dao Yang Holy Son was defeated with just one sword, regardless of his earlier advantage. The defeat was a huge blow, causing the Dao Yang Holy Son to bitterly smile, “I finally know why you didn’t use your sword initially.”0

Lin Yun briefly pondered and explained, “It’s actually not that unbelievable. I wouldn’t have been able to defeat you with one sword if we fought for real. I might not have used my sword, but I have been observing your martial techniques and saint dao. So the moment I drew my sword, I aimed to end the battle instantly.”1

He was speaking the truth because he nearly fell into danger. After all, the Dao Yang Holy Son’s Devour Dao was troublesome.1

“You don’t have to comfort me,” Dao Yang Holy Son smiled. “I can tell that your sword was invincible, and you have fused the Divine Firefly Sword into your soul. I can no longer see any traces of it.”0

“That’s right,” Lin Yun smiled. The Divine Firefly Sword was divided into three sections, and he had already transformed the first...0