Lin Yun naturally had no idea that his test had been orchestrated by fate. If he won, the Ancient Southern Domain would rise, resolving the karma of the Sword Sect. But if Lin Yun failed, the Ancient Southern Domain’s rise would be disrupted.

The focus of this battle was no longer a simple test. Enveloped in starlight, Yan Mo looked at Lin Yun coldly, “I still have some expectation for this battle. After all, Yu Haotian isn’t a pushover. I hope that your spiritual sword intent won’t disappoint me.”

After he finished speaking, Yan Mo took a step forward and his aura exploded like a volcanic eruption. The hall began to tremble from his terrifying killing intent. But what shocked the spectators even more was Yan Mo’s martial intent, massacre intent.

Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with surprise because massacre...