"What the hell?"
Although the sword stele left behind by the Taixu Sword Record had fused into his arm, it was actually an independent entity, much like the "Nine-Colored Dragon Scale" within the Nine Dragons Imperial Tomb.
Its sword tip tugged Li Tianming's hand, pointing toward the depths of Sword Soul Purgatory.
Of course, the force was not strong. If Li Tianming resisted, there was nothing it could do.
Only he himself knew of this guidance.
"What's over there?"
This ancestral sword stele was a good thing.
"Whatever a good thing points to is obviously another good thing."
Sword Soul Purgatory was the Swordgod Lin Clan's territory. Li Tianming felt there was nothing to fear.
By then, the spectators had more or less left one after another. Pressured by their elders, Lin Jianjia and Lin Yijian departed with resentment in their hearts.
"What do you plan to do next? Go back outside and start cultivating the Taixu Sword Record?" Lin Xiaogui asked.
"No rush. I plan to keep looking around. What about you?" Li Tianming asked.
"I... am basically always in Sword Soul Purgatory," Lin Xiaogui said, lowering her head.
This was a place suited to her.
All her cultivation resources were exchanged with merit points, and this was where she earned them.
"Fine, then follow your big brother's footsteps." Li Tianming smiled.
"Who said I was going with you?" Lin Xiaogui said unhappily.
"Cut the nonsense. Without me watching over you, I'm afraid you'll get chopped up."
Li Tianming looked rough on the outside, but he was meticulous within. He did not want Lin Xiaogui to suffer for defending him.
In truth, from the moment Lin Xiaogui had been willing to stand guard for him, he had already regarded her as a friend.
"Let's go!"
Countless elders still remained