In the space of consciousness, Lin Bai sat cross-legged beneath an old tree, while phantom bodies formed from his thoughts filled the entire space.
Each phantom wielded a sharp sword, deducing sword techniques.
Back in the outside world, Lin Bai had been constantly running for his life and simply had no time to stop and properly comprehend and deduce sword techniques.
Now that he was trapped in this space of consciousness, Lin Bai had nowhere to go and no way to act.
Ever since fighting Xuantong that day, Lin Bai had been continuously deducing sword techniques, constantly honing the might of the strike "Slay the Immortals."
At the same time, Lin Bai had gained a deeper understanding of the sword dao.
His sword heart had grown even brighter and clearer, as though it could see through the mysteries of Heaven and Earth.
This space of consciousness was actually formed from the sea of consciousness within Lin Bai's body. Earlier, when Lin Bai had been in control of his physical body, Xuantong had been trapped in this space. Now that Xuantong had gained the upper hand, Lin Bai was the one trapped here.
The space of consciousness was incredibly wondrous. It had no boundaries in any direction, with neither a limit above nor below. Lin Bai had thought of countless ways to escape, but every attempt had ended in failure.
While trying to leave this place, he had used his thoughts to create this "old tree" as a landmark. In the end, Lin Bai was astonished to discover that no matter where he started from, he would ultimately return to the old tree.
After trying many times, Lin Bai could do nothing but sit down and continue thinking of a way out.
At the same time, Lin Bai felt his consciousness