“A pity?” Lin Yun smiled but he didn’t reply to Long Hao.

“Let’s go. The demonic beasts near Swordmire City are a lot stronger than Inkwater City. So be careful,” said Long Hao as he looked at Lin Yun. His words weren’t fake since Lin Yun had sensed it along the way. Back in Inkwater City, he practically didn’t use his Overlord Sword aside from facing the Mountainshaking Demonic Ape. But now, he had to use it several times.

Turning back to glance at Lin Yun, the origin energy within Long Hao’s body fluctuated even more powerfully. His movement technique was fast as he left the demonic beasts in the dust.

From afar, he looked like a wandering dragon. His strength should be stronger than he had shown so far, which meant that the Sword Alliance was a rather powerful organization. But Lin Yun had no interest in it nor did he intend to interact much with this person.

Just when Lin Yun was distracted, another group of demonic beasts charged over and pounced at Lin Yun. Drawing his sword, a terrifying sword ray radiated from Lin Yun’s sword before manifesting into...