A bolt of crimson lightning flashed in the forest at a terrifying speed. Even Yin-Yang stage experts who were proficient in movement techniques wouldn’t be able to travel so quickly.

The bolt of lightning landed on a towering tree. Under the lushy tree, sat an azure-clothed youth who opened his eyes. He was naturally Lin Yun.

When Lin Yun opened his eyes, he let out a long breath and reached out to the fruit that Lil’ Red spat out. He cleaned it briefly with his sleeves before he took a bite on it. After the ordeal in the Withernorth Sea, Lin Yun found out that his injuries were more serious than he had imagined.

His injuries weren’t serious in his fight with the three Yin-Yang stage elders, but the backlash of his sword intent had injured him heavily. It had been ten days, and he had barely recovered.

“It’s still a Heavenly Soul Realm expert who broke my sword intent,” muttered Lin Yun. His xiantian sword intent at complete...