In the morning, golden sunlight spilled across the courtyard. A gentle breeze drifted through, swaying flowers of every color as their light, refreshing fragrance spread through the air. 0

Within the vast courtyard, a chilling saber edge tore through the void, slashing out terrifying saber lights that inspired dread. Each saber arc sliced through the air with a hiss, carving thin spatial cracks into the void before they vanished in an instant.0

Lin Zheyu practiced the Seven Absolute Sabers at a pace that was not merely slow but agonizingly sluggish. Every slash seemed to require the full force of his body just to execute, as though millions of pounds of pressure were bearing down upon him. Yet his hand remained incomparably steady, the saber edge not deviating in the slightest. Only the dense beads of sweat covering his forehead, along with his heaving chest and heavy, ragged breathing, revealed the terrifying pressure he was enduring.0

Time slowly passed. More than two hours later, the familiar sensation of spiritual ascension emerged once more. His essence, qi, and spirit instantly twisted together into a single force, condensing into a mysterious...0