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"Indeed."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and stroked his beard.

"I am Zhang Sanfeng. What? Could there be another Zhang Sanfeng in this world?"

"Not at present."

As soon as Ding Ling said this, Zhang Sanfeng let out a sigh.

"If another Zhang Sanfeng really appeared, how would I ever be able to face it?"

At this point, his expression suddenly turned solemn.

"Young hero, I can see that the human aura around you is very strong. You aren't a spirit, are you?"

"Indeed."

"May I ask how you entered this world?"

"I was fighting an opponent when I shattered the void and was sucked into this realm by the boundless attraction of the Sword World."

"...!"

Zhang Sanfeng was visibly moved.

"To tear open the void through combat alone... It seems your cultivation has already reached the Transformation Realm."

His spirits lifted slightly.

I wonder if this young hero has seen anyone else.

"I've only seen some Sword Spirits. I haven't seen any people."

Ding Ling asked in return, "I can see that the human aura around you is also very strong. How did you enter the Sword World?"

"I was transported here by a mysterious force."

Zhang Sanfeng looked bewildered.

"Even now, I find it utterly baffling. What kind of person could send me to such a strange Earth Realm without my sensing anything at all, as though neither gods nor ghosts knew?"

"Oh?"

Ding Ling was astonished.

"That happened to you as well? How long have you been in the Sword World?"

"The sun and moon in the Sword World are fake. I don't know exactly how much time has passed. I only have a vague sense of it. Perhaps more than ten days have gone by."

"More than ten days?"

Ding Ling pondered.

"Could it be that you