After that sword strike, all the True Qi in Fang Chen's dantian was drained. Weakness swept over him, wrenching him out of Enlightenment, and a sharp pain stabbed through his head.
"Bzz, bzz, bzz..."
The Floating Immortal Sword shook violently. A vast surge of Spiritual Power poured into Fang Chen, instantly filling his emptied dantian.
Fang Chen felt a swelling ache in his dantian. He immediately circulated the Glazed Qi Refining Art and the Glazed Body Refining Art with all his might, rapidly refining the Spiritual Power flowing into him from the Floating Immortal Sword.
A full quarter of an hour passed before Fang Chen finished refining it. The True Qi Vortex in his dantian had grown a whole circle larger. All his injuries had healed, and his body felt lighter and stronger than before.
"Isn't this Floating Immortal Sword a little too powerful?"
Fang Chen touched the spot where his wound had been and found that not even a scar remained. He could not help marveling at it.
He looked up at Zhang Tielin. Worried that Zhang Tielin might still be alive, he went over and severed his head with a swing of his sword.
After severing Zhang Tielin's head, Fang Chen absorbed another surge of Spiritual Power from the Floating Immortal Sword, but it was less than one percent of what he had received before.
"Finally dead!"
Fang Chen slowly let out a breath.
Zhang Tielin had been his only enemy in the Glazed Sword Sect. Now that Fang Chen had killed him, he would never have to guard against him again.
"Flap, flap, flap!"
Zhang Tielin's Glazed Paper Crane circled his corpse twice, then turned into a streak of light and shot into the sky, vanishing from sight.
"It flew away?"
Fang Chen glanced in the direction