The Two-Pole Realm.
Within the Sword Dao Illusion Realm, Song Yan slowly emerged from his contemplation of sword intent.
He knew nothing of what had happened in the valley.
Ever since the Assembly of Kings, he had continued contemplating and honing his Avīci Prison sword intent.
Only today had the uncontrolled killing intent within Avīci Prison finally settled completely.
All four sword intents had returned to tranquility.
Song Yan let out a long breath of turbid Qi, feeling his whole body relax somewhat.
He looked a short distance away.
Chen Linyuan remained as he always was, sitting cross-legged at the edge of the illusory Ruin Sea, fishing.
A coir raincoat and a bamboo hat.
Sometimes, Song Yan felt that Chen Linyuan's unruffled manner as he fished resembled the Mirage Dragon's.
Both seemed unfathomably profound.
Yet he had never seen either of them catch anything.
How was that any different from sitting in meditation and refining Qi?
It was purely for show.
"Senior Brother Chen."
Song Yan stood, stretched his limbs, and walked toward the shore.
"All four of my sword intents have now reached the Third Realm. I'm afraid I won't be able to advance any further in the short term."
"There's no point dragging this out," he said. "It would also make it easier for the Mirage Dragon to notice."
"I'm ready to enter seclusion without emerging until I've attempted to form my Nascent Soul."
Yet Chen Linyuan glanced at him with a strange expression.
"You won't be able to advance any further in the short term?"
"You couldn't advance any further anyway, child."
Song Yan froze slightly.
"The Myriad Manifestations sword intent you comprehended earlier and The Chivalrous Heroes' Journey sword intent you comprehended recently complement and influence each other."
Still facing away, Chen Linyuan said leisurely, "You