Great Sun Golden Crow

Within the world of white light.

Just as Qin Ming struck down Mituozi's Mind Projection with a single sword, the world before his eyes immediately returned to normal.

Mituozi, seated in the high seat upon the tree roots, wore a calm expression as he looked toward Qin Ming and revealed a trace of mild surprise.

"Eh? You passed this monk's test so quickly. It seems you truly have some skill."

"Though I do not know what method you used, being able to break free from the Sanskrit Sound Illusion is no small feat. It proves your mental cultivation is not lacking."

The moment his words fell.

A Bodhi leaf drifted down from the Bodhi Treasure Tree, radiating golden treasure light as it slipped into Qin Ming's brow.

In an instant.

Somewhere in the unseen, Qin Ming entered a mysterious state of enlightenment, resonating with the Great Dao of heaven and earth.

The Sword-Wielding Figure within his Sea of Consciousness suddenly received some insight and gradually condensed Sword Intent in the form of a Spirit Sword.

This was precisely the legendary condensation of a sword cultivator's Sword Heart.

Within this Sword Heart lay not only the inheritance of the Nameless Sword Scripture, but it also seemed to have come alive.

Immediately after.

As Qin Ming sat cross-legged, an incomparably fierce Sword Intent abruptly burst from his body and spread in all directions.

At this moment.

His entire being seemed to merge with heaven and earth, transforming into a keen sword brimming with spirituality. He could even sense everything that was about to happen.

Wherever his thoughts reached.

In distant mountains, deadwood pierced through rock, and raindrops bored through leaves.

Amid this wondrous enlightenment, Qin Ming briefly entered the realm of "man and sword as one, the heart reflecting all things."

"Eh?