The Dao Sword descended, letting out a joyous, birdlike cry.
Just then, a figure appeared.
It was Lin Chao.
He had secretly intervened just now, helping the Dao Sword suppress the Corrupting Breath.
Lin Chao looked at the Dao Sword, which bounced ceaselessly before him in excitement, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"You still recognized me?"
Lin Chao felt that simulated reincarnation was quite interesting.
This Dao Sword still acknowledged him as its master.
Or rather, it had recognized him.
After all, his talent had been Sword Soul, which had bestowed a soul upon the Dao Sword.
Then the Divine Might Spear could probably recognize him as well.
Clang!
The Dao Sword let out a long cry, seeming to express something.
Lin Chao placed his hand upon the Dao Sword.
He stroked the Dao Sword with utmost tenderness, as though caressing a lover.
A pearly white glow appeared in his hand.
Wherever he touched, the Dao Sword's damaged portions were restored at that very moment.
"Unfortunately... I no longer have Sword Soul now."
Lin Chao sighed.
If he still possessed the Sword Soul talent, the Dao Sword's injuries would have completely healed, perhaps even risen to a higher level.
But now, the Dao Sword's damaged parts had already been restored intact.
Lin Chao gazed at the Dao Sword, his expression inscrutable.
"You should continue severing the Corrupting Breath first."
After giving the Dao Sword this instruction, Lin Chao turned and vanished.
There were quite a few traces of the Other's aura scattered across this world.
The Dao Sword was dealing with them, and he needed to deal with them too.
Compared with before, the Other's aura was now purer and more terrifying.
This indicated that the Bronze King's strength had risen by a great margin—though it was