"Damn, that strong?"
He had thought the two of them could hold out for a few more moves, but he never expected that with just a casual slash, the Asura God and Rakshasa God would be killed.
Hearing Lin Yu's exclamation, Thunder Feather Profound hurriedly transmitted her voice to him. "Master, that wasn't even all of my strength."
Lin Yu's interest was immediately piqued. "Oh? Then tell me, what realm were you at during your peak?"
At that moment, Thunder Feather Profound's voice was clearly several times stronger than before. She must have absorbed the energy within the Asura God and Rakshasa God.
"I am an Imperial-grade spirit sword. My strength was also at the Emperor Realm."
"Emperor Realm? What kind of realm is that?" Lin Yu was somewhat curious. After all, anything associated with the word "Emperor" could hardly be simple.
"Below the Supreme Purity, I devour heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods! With a turn of the hand, I can shroud the heavens; I endure through eternity. I suppress the firmament and tread through the void. There is nothing I cannot conquer, nothing I cannot do."
"How long have you been with me?" Lin Yu asked this to confirm his own speculation. Although he could already determine that the Lin Yu in that dream was his past self, he still lacked decisive proof. That proof lay in Thunder Feather Profound's answer.
Thunder Feather Profound fell silent for a while, seemingly recalling the past. Then she transmitted her voice. "Conservatively speaking, eight hundred thousand years."
"Eight hundred thousand years?!" Even Lin Yu himself was shocked by that answer. This meant all his previous guesses had been proven right. He had only obtained this sword six or seven years ago, yet she said she had followed him for eight hundred thousand