His Innate Geng Metal Dao Body was transforming toward the Innate Golden Spirit Dao Embryo Sword Body.
This was an even more powerful innate physique, likely on the same level as the Innate Sacred Spirit Dao Embryo Body cultivated from the Primordial Profound Metal Spirit Vine.
Yang Huai closed his eyes and carefully sensed these subtle changes. That thread of sword qi had not arisen from his own comprehension. Rather, somewhere in the unseen, a divine sword of heaven and earth had formed a bond with him, its divine essence merging into the depths of his soul. Now, it was naturally awakened and transformed into a thread of utterly pure sharpness.
He entered the courtyard and no longer paid attention to his fellow disciples in the surrounding courtyards. Countless flashes of insight bloomed in his heart. He casually drew his sword, and waves of sword cries rang through the small courtyard. Sword light gleamed like frost and snow, illuminating the long night.
"Here he goes again!"
Around the courtyard, many disciples immediately revealed pained expressions and began muttering under their breaths.
Sure enough, moments later, the roars of three divine beasts—dragon, tiger, and phoenix—rang out one after another from within the small courtyard, deafening to the ears.
The many disciples could barely endure it.
Yet some disciples curiously climbed atop the walls, trying to glean some insight from watching. But after observing closely, they immediately felt waves of chilling dread rise from their souls. The threads of sword light moved through the void far too swiftly; they were simply beyond ordinary people's ability to observe.
Most of them had only just begun to study the arts of sword immortals. The sword techniques before them were far too profound and mysterious for them.
Especially when the three sword arts of the