The Sword Firmament Pavilion’s atmosphere was like the calm before the storm. The places that were usually filled with people barely had anyone nowadays. There was even a dangerous aura spreading out in the sect. Rumors of how different this Alliance-Union Battle would be had spread around.

Another ten days had passed, meaning that the Alliance-Union Battle was only twenty days away. A youth stood on a long peak in the Locket Mountain with his brows locked. Lin Yun sighed, “I failed again…”

He spent the last ten days comprehending the Overlord Sword, but he failed to make any progress. On the contrary, he found himself trapped deep in the fog. He even started to suspect that he made a mistake right from the start.

After all, how would a sword technique only have one sword? If there was only one sword, how was he going to change his movement? And if he couldn’t change...