The green lotus bloomed, and ten thousand swords bowed in homage.
Dao Resonance flowed over the green lotus, with light, ethereal energy swirling within it.
Dressed in fitted black clothes, Leng Qingsong sat upright upon the lotus's stamens, as though newly born.
A green lotus faintly appeared between his brows, and Dao Resonance flowed within his eyes.
Only great cultivators of the Body Integration Realm could touch the Dao, and only those of the Mahayana Realm could condense Dao Resonance.
Yet Leng Qingsong, in the Nascent Soul Realm, was preparing to forcibly condense Dao Resonance!
Unfortunately, he had only just entered the Nascent Soul Realm. He had not even figured out his Divine Soul yet, so reaching for a higher level proved extremely difficult.
The Dao Resonance in his eyes rapidly dissipated, and the lotus between his brows began to fade as well.
Giving in to failure so easily was hardly Leng Qingsong's style!
Even if he failed, he had to come away with something. Otherwise, would his title of Child of the Plane not be an empty name?
Before the Dao Resonance flowing between his eyes could vanish entirely, Leng Qingsong narrowed his eyes slightly and seized that fleeting wisp!
Although he had not condensed Dao Resonance, Leng Qingsong had still subdued that wisp of it.
Leng Qingsong forcibly pressed that wisp of Dao Resonance into his Dantian. The Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged there raised the broken sword in its hands, and the wisp took the shape of a blade upon the broken sword!
Although the blade formed from Dao Resonance looked extremely insubstantial compared with the lower half of the broken sword, no matter how insubstantial it was, it still showed that the bonded sword Leng Qingsong had broken with his own hands was recovering!
The originally illusory