Yin Xu'an broke through in that instant.
At last, he shattered the shackles that had bound him for countless ages and stepped into an entirely new realm.
Seeing the Immortal!
Beside him, Qingcheng and Luo Xingchen were both startled.
Yin Xu'an slowly opened his eyes. They shone brightly, and he felt better than he ever could have imagined.
Seeing this, Li Fan couldn't help smiling.
"How is it? He's recovered. There are no ghosts in the village."
Yin Xu'an was overcome with excitement. He knelt before Li Fan.
"Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior!"
He understood. The only reason he'd managed to cross that threshold, and the ghost had been slain, was that Senior Li had intervened.
No wonder he was the greatest Sword Cultivator of all. He was so powerful!
"There's no need for such formalities. Let's keep drinking."
Li Fan returned calmly to his seat. He saw that his disciples had all gotten drunk and passed out.
He shook his head and gave a wry smile.
He'd have to start dragging people back again.
Nearby, Luo Xingchen stared at Yin Xu'an, his eyes alight with excitement.
"How did you do it?"
He still hadn't crossed that threshold himself.
Yin Xu'an looked dazed. He recounted everything that had just happened, then added:
"That ghost in the Dao Landscape looked at Senior Li from far away, and then it died..."
After hearing him out, Luo Xingchen found it... unbelievable.
It had looked at Senior Li from within the Dao Landscape...
And died just like that?...
"As expected, Senior Li's standing is beyond comprehension... He can even pierce through the Dao Landscape..."
Luo Xingchen murmured, a glimmer flashing in his old eyes.
"Then all I have to do is open that door in the Dao Landscape, and that ghost will