Three hundred years, for the mortals of a Floating World, meant generations had passed and seas had turned to mulberry fields.
Yet for immortals, it was merely a single period of secluded cultivation; for those of the Dao Realm, it was an utterly insignificant moment of enlightenment.
But for Han Yi, over these three hundred years, through his own cultivation and the aid of the Wanming Incarnation, his Immortal Sword Art, already at the peak limit of the ninth tier, had finally changed.
Dao Art: Sword Control Dao Art.
Within Sui Zhu Hall, in the mysterious world, Han Yi opened his eyes and saw this simple line of information.
His brows rose slightly.
This skill had been called Sword Control Dao Art even when it was an immortal art. Now that it had transformed and advanced into a Dao Art, it was still called Sword Control Dao Art. Its name had undergone no special change.
But this sword art had consumed an enormous amount of his blood, sweat, and effort. If it had merely undergone such a simple transformation, how could he be content?
He had been counting on this Dao Art to rival Taosi's Six Forms.
His heart tightened slightly as he focused his consciousness on the line of text within the panel. At once, a profound Dao intent flowed from the panel and entered his understanding.
"Sword Control Dao Art—the sword art that controls the Dao!"
Han Yi suddenly understood. The advanced Dao Art of Sword Control Dao Art no longer controlled a sword alone. It used the sword to control the Dao, towering above all "Dao."
Yet even as realization dawned on him, he still harbored doubts about the might of this Dao Art.
He raised a hand and drew over the No-Self Demon Sword that hovered