Light shined through the window and lit up the room. Seated on the bed, Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes with immense sword intent flashing in his pupils. In that split second, his sword intent even shattered the sunlight that peeked into his room. At the moment, only his sword intent was shining in the room.

Sword intent was invisible and it would only reveal itself and its lethality when attacking. It might be invisible, but it could slash apart anything. As for the spiritual sword intent, the use of sword intent would exceed many people’s imagination.

“Is it going to begin?” Lin Yun didn’t leave his room and instead listened to the noisy street. Before, his blood would boil whenever he thought about the Draconic Banquet. Now that it had arrived, he was terrifyingly calm.

After washing up, Lin Yun gathered with everyone in the courtyard. In addition to Situ Yi and the rest, he also saw Zuo Yun who he hadn’t seen for a long time. Zuo Yun didn’t reach the top eight on the Dragon Gate Competition. He also didn’t join other sects in his journey outside of the Great Qin Empire. Unlike Situ Yi and the others, he didn’t have the qualification...