A faint phantom began to emerge around Lin Xuan, much like the Fist Palm Spirit Wu Mu had displayed earlier.
The phantom bore Lin Xuan's likeness, like a spiritual body. Unlike a mental body, it was far more tyrannical and unparalleled.
Eighty thousand years passed, and the Fist Palm Spirit completely condensed, entering the initial stage of manifestation.
Lin Xuan stood quietly where he was, carefully sensing the changes in the Fist Palm Spirit.
After a long while, he exhaled softly and murmured, "The power that can erupt after an artistic conception manifests is at least ten times greater than before."
"Next, I'll continue cultivating sword intent!"
As Lin Xuan's voice fell, heaven-piercing sharpness spread throughout Myriad Ages in an Instant.
The power of the Mysterious Phenomenon churned, while that soaring artistic conception rose madly, as though it intended to cleave even heaven and earth apart.
Fist Palm Essence was heavy and imposing, while sword intent was sharp and fierce. They were two artistic conceptions that pointed in different directions.
Another eighty thousand years passed. A phantom Battle Sword appeared beside Lin Xuan, all sharp intent converging within it, concealed without being released.
Yet a single glance was enough to sense its terror. It seemed capable of erupting at any moment with sharpness that could sever heaven and earth.
"Fist Palm Spirit, Invincible Sword Heart!"
"Again! Wings of Divine Speed!"
Wind and thunder roared as Spatial Power surged.
Lin Xuan began using Flowing Light Steps the Void to comprehend the manifestation realm of Speed Intent.
His speed grew faster and faster. Gradually, a pair of transparent wings actually condensed upon his back.
The instant Lin Xuan unleashed his movement technique, those transparent wings gently flapped, immediately allowing him to erupt with an incomparably terrifying speed.
As the wings grew increasingly