"How would I have expected you to be so eager?"
Jian Feidao immediately clarified he was not to blame, "But your Chaos Sword Body is not to be trifled with, so there shouldn’t be a big problem."
However, Lin Yi didn’t dare to be negligent, even just a strand of a Semi-Saint’s remaining mental intent was enough to pose a great threat to him!
"Kid, this is a double-edged trial for you."
Jian Feidao said with a smiling face, "It not only trains your Chaos Sword Body but also polishes your Sword Intent, killing two birds with one stone."
Lin Yi ignored the schadenfreude exuded by Jian Feidao and focused all his attention on refining that drop of Half-Saint Blood.
Jian Feidao was right.
If he could refine the demon thoughts within this drop of Half-Saint Blood at the same time, it would indeed significantly benefit the improvement of his Sword Intent.
Meanwhile, atop a tall tower of the Wan Family,
Family Head Wan Luo and his son Tian Ming stood atop the high tower, looking far into the direction where Lin Yi and Jian Feidao had left.
"This kid’s Chaos Sword Body really is formidable."
A sharp light flashed across Tian Ming’s eyes, "With just the War King Body, he indeed is no match for him."
Wan Luo nodded, "How would he have been able to kill the Eighth Prince if he didn’t have real skills?"
"And how would Princess Xue Linglong be so wary of him?"
"Father, since the Primordial Heaven Sword has fallen into the hands of the Undying Blood Clan, isn’t it true that the emergence of the Blood Sky Clan Emperor isn’t far off?"
A sharp light suddenly flashed through Wan Luo’s eyes before he gave a slight nod, "Primordial Heaven Sword, coupled with the Void Sky Sword in our hands, of the three Sacred Swords, the Undying Blood Clan has already obtained two."
If someone were here to hear these words coming from the mouth of Wan Luo, the Patriarch of the Wan Family from the Middle Ages, they would probably be shocked to the core.
Wan Luo, the Half-Saint and head of the ancient Wan Family, had become one of the Undying Blood Clan?
Who would believe that?
Beside him, Tian Ming cracked a grin and said, "I’m afraid no one would guess that the real Wan Luo had died a long time ago during the great battle with the Undying Blood Clan."
"Your true identity is that of the Thousand Illusion Half-Saint from our Undying Blood Clan."
Wan Luo also smiled and said, "The world would never imagine that you and Hua Yu, these two Heavenly Prides of the East Domain Human Clan, are actually born of the Undying Blood Clan’s Heavenly Pride through the ’Blood Embryo Parasitic Technique.’"
Both their faces revealed a very mocking smile.
Wan Luo stroked his chin, "Three Holy Swords, only the Wutian Sword remains, which should also be nearly in our hands by now."
An unusual expression surfaced on Tian Ming’s face, "Father, you have such confidence in your second sister?"
Wan Luo shook his head, "It’s not that I have confidence in your second sister, but in the Blood Emperor Gu."
A sharp light suddenly flickered in Tian Ming’s eyes.
This was a secret weapon of the Undying Blood Clan; even for a Semi-Saint poisoned by this Gu, the onset would be imperceptible and by the time it was discovered, it would be already too late.
And once they succeeded at the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, then they, the Undying Blood Clan, would be able to gather all three Sacred Swords and break the seal!
At this moment, Lin Yi was still on his way, refining that drop of Half-Saint Blood.
Within his sea of consciousness, a figure of an Old Demon stood tall, conjuring four shadows that battled against Lin Yi.
Lin Yi had fallen into a dire fight.
Even Jian Feidao, who was outside, frowned, "Did this Old Demon You Quan still have a trick up his sleeve?"
"Does he still foolishly hope to use this wisp of mental intent to seize someone else’s body?"
This time, even he was somewhat careless, allowing Old Demon You Quan to leave such a hidden move within this drop of Half-Saint Blood.
However, at this point, that Primordial Spirit Mark had already entered Lin Yi’s body, and even he could not interfere, unable to help Lin Yi.
Within the sea of consciousness.
Lin Yi, wounded by another of Old Demon You Quan’s strikes, had his Spiritual Sense damaged and was in grave danger.
"Kid, just let this old man seize your body obediently!"
The four Old Demon You Quans focused intently on Lin Yi, as if they had already made a meal out of him.
They floated quickly through the half-space like demons, converging and swooping down on Lin Yi!
However, a fierce light suddenly flashed in Lin Yi’s eyes!
His figure transformed directly into a sword, slashing out in a desperate counterattack!
And he actually split all four shadows of Old Demon You Quan in two!
Immediately, they scattered.
After defeating the four shadows of Old Demon You Quan, that sword figure transformed back into Lin Yi within the sea of consciousness.
"I was forced to use my Lifebound Spirit Sword, I’ll finish you off for good, you old relic."
However, just when Lin Yi thought he had thoroughly dealt with Old Demon You Quan, suddenly, a dark shadow unexpectedly appeared behind him!
A palm strike ruthlessly struck Lin Yi’s body, shattering Lin Yi’s Spiritual Sense avatar!
This drop of Half-Saint Blood might contain more than just a wisp of Old Demon You Quan’s residual thoughts; it’s likely that this old demon had left a Primordial Spirit Mark within it!