"Someone's charging into the lake!"
Chen Lin's action was like a ladle of water thrown into boiling oil.
The crowd instantly erupted, filled with surprise, excitement, regret, anticipation, and every emotion in between.
But a moment later, silence returned.
Everyone watched quietly.
Their gazes followed Chen Lin's figure.
It had been a long time since anyone had attempted to cross Sword Lake. The last attempt had been a hundred years ago, and many young sword cultivators had never witnessed one, so everyone was excited.
Moreover, rumor had it that no one had succeeded in the past thousand years.
Even the legends of successes more than a thousand years ago had never been verified.
Sword Lake had become taboo.
Everyone therefore wanted to see how Chen Lin would end up and learn from his example. If he survived, countless people would attempt to cross Sword Lake on future full moon nights.
After all, according to legend, anyone who succeeded would obtain a sword formula of the highest grade and ascend to the heavens in a single step.
In the distance.
Atop a building, Sword Sect Master Xiaoling stood facing the lake.
Beside him stood a graceful, elegant man.
The man had ordinary features and appeared entirely unremarkable, yet simply standing there, he seemed to be the center of the entire world. Though dressed in simple, lightweight clothes, he gave the impression of radiating boundless light.
"It looks like he successfully completed the fusion."
The man spoke calmly.
Sword Sect Master Xiaoling nodded.
"Yes. The people at the Sword Manor have already reported to me. He completed the fusion yesterday, and the process went smoothly."
The man fell silent.
Only after a long while did he speak again.
"Do you think he's the one? Can he take the sword away?"
"I'm not