Having left behind those words without regret, the old Sword Cultivator turned to drifting smoke and clouds alongside the longsword in his hand.
Meanwhile, after joining forces to unleash that strike, Ling Shuang and Yang Yuanhong had both expended a great deal of their Soul Intent.
Had it not been for the Taicang Sword Intent's protection, allowing Yang Yuanhong's Dragon Shadow to remain within the sword body, Yang Lingrui would have sent him back to where he came from after that strike.
"Yuanhong? Can you still hear me? How do you feel?"
Ling Shuang steadied his condition, then looked toward the Taicang Sword in his hand and asked.
"I can hear you. That was exhilarating... I'm just a little tired."
Yang Yuanhong forced himself to answer.
"Hahahaha, of course! I nearly went all out just now!"
Delight appeared on Ling Shuang's face as he laughed. "You've worked hard. Today's strike was excellent as well. It's a pity that only our Soul Intents are here. If we had come in our true bodies, it would have been even better!"
Buzzz!
As the two spoke, another ripple spread through this Soul Law Land.
This time, however, it was not the Soul Law Spirit making another move, but Yang Lingrui, who had reached the depths of the Soul Law.
"It's from second uncle's side!"
"Let's go!"
Sensing it, the two immediately rushed over. Before long, they saw from afar the shadow of that Unbeaten Green Mountain, still standing tall and unyielding.
Beneath the phantom of the green mountain was Yang Lingrui, his eyes closed as he calmed his heart, gathered his soul and spirit, and comprehended the Soul Law.
"Greetings, Sword Immortal. Greetings, Dragon Lord. Ling Rui had just arrived here when he suddenly felt something, and thus entered a state of enlightenment."