The Sword Realm.
Lin Lang and his entire party had entered.
The moment they entered, they noticed something amiss. The laws of heaven and earth here seemed incomplete.
"Big Brother Lin, have you noticed? Time doesn't seem to pass here," Ren Yingying asked with a frown.
Lin Lang nodded. "That means this world is incomplete. No wonder I haven't sensed any other living beings. This world is founded entirely on those sword techniques and sword intents."
"Jian Yue might have been the only person here before, which was why he called himself the Master of the Sword Realm. In truth, he was just a commander without an army."
It was not that Jian Yue had comprehended the secret of longevity long ago. Rather, because time did not pass in this world, he neither aged nor died, allowing him to keep making breakthroughs.
Wanwan said with a smile, "Young Master, let's go study the sword techniques. We should leave sooner rather than later, lest Jian Yue run wild at Blackwood Cliff."
"Once we leave, we'll find Jian Yue and show him that he doesn't have the final say over the Sword Realm either."
Second Dream was taking deep breaths. "The aura of swords is everywhere, and so many materials here are perfect for forging longswords."
Lin Lang casually beckoned, and a sword appeared in his palm. "They really are good, comparable to the Heavenly Sword before it was inlaid with dragon scales. We can take some when we leave, for your Sword Sect's future successors."
These swords were stronger than the famous swords forged by Bai Jian Manor.
If a Sword Dao prodigy used one and nurtured it for years, it might well develop a sword heart and become a divine weapon.
Ren Yingying added, "The elders at Blackwood Cliff need