"This is the sword."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, the entire space fell silent.
A moment later, the three large characters on the blade vanished, and a streak of Sword Qi pierced through the void toward Ye Lin.
Ye Lin did not dodge. He stood straight where he was as the Sword Qi entered his mind.
At once, boundless Sword Dao true intent, vast as an abyss, flooded into Ye Lin's mind like a tide.
Before Ye Lin could digest this immense Sword Dao true intent, three more large characters appeared the next moment.
"What is the Dao?"
Looking at those three characters, Ye Lin fell silent.
"Do you fucking know the answer yourself, asking me?"
In the end, Ye Lin could not help but curse aloud.
He had not even figured out the laws yet, and it was directly asking him what the Dao was?
This question was way beyond the syllabus.
As soon as he spoke, another wave of Sword Dao true intent surged toward Ye Lin. After he absorbed the knowledge, the colossal sword before him suddenly shattered into dust and all of it drilled into Ye Lin's mind.
"Heh..."
Ye Lin let out a cold laugh as this void space began to crumble.
Setting a trap for him?
If it had been anyone else, they would probably have agonized over the meaning of those three words, then fallen into self-doubt and confusion.
After all, the Dao was so vast that it was simply not something a cultivator at his level could possibly comprehend.
Now it seemed Ye Lin was rather straightforward. He simply refused to step into the trap—if he did not know, then he did not know, and he said so honestly.
That was the real answer.
After all, even the person who set this