The underground furnace, storms, the world of thunder pools—none of them could stop this Tianjun-class astralship.
"This time, we're going to the Northern Wood Sector. There are ancestral sword steles there that record the Taixu Sword Codex and the Xiaozhi Sword Art. However, whether the sword steles appear will depend on you."
Lin Changkong said.
"No problem. Do I still need to break the sword barriers?"
Li Tianming asked.
"Of course you do. You think breaking just one ancestral sword stele will let you master both of these great sword arts? Naive child!" Lin Xiao said.
"Lin Feng, the sword barriers on the second ancestral sword steles for these two sword arts are even harder. Are you confident?" Lin Changkong asked.
Li Tianming glanced at the Dark Arm on his left hand and smiled. "That'll definitely be... a piece of cake!"
Seeing how confident he was, the four elders all laughed.
Sword Soul Hall!
Hall Master Lin Xiaoyun hurried into the main hall.
His father, Lin Yun, and Lin Ziqing of the Seventh Sword Branch were both there.
"Father, Aunt Qing, Lin Feng has gone to Sword Soul Purgatory."
Bloodshot eyes showed in Lin Xiaoyun's gaze.
"Who's protecting him?!"
Lin Yun sat upright, his tone unfriendly.
"Lin Xiao, Lin Changkong, Lin Chongyao, and Lin Xiong. They even brought the Huankong. They're protecting him to the absolute extreme."
Lin Xiaoyun said disdainfully.
"Afraid of death, are they?"
Lin Yun sneered.
"This is good news. It means that person from Swordgod Star won't come to the Infinitum Swordsea, much less stand on their side. Report this to the Realm King quickly," Lin Ziqing said.
"Which Realm King?"
Lin Xiaoyun asked.
"Of course the Tenth Realm King, Chihun. Who else would it be? The Ninth Realm King?"
Lin Ziqing blinked.
"That's right.