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However, for some reason, the spirit within the Bloodthirsty Sword seemed to lack intelligence in certain aspects. No matter how Lin Yun, True Martial Saint, or even the spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower tried to sense or communicate with it, they were unable to obtain any specific information.
Even when Lin Yun let Xiaobai and Xiaolan come out to communicate with the spirit inside the Bloodthirsty Sword, it was still the same. It wasn't that the spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword couldn't communicate, nor was it deliberately concealing information. It was just that the spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword itself didn't know what was going on. It naturally reacted after hearing the Black Mountain Ghost Cultivator's story.
Finally, Lin Yun, True Martial Saint Lord, and the spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower concluded that the Bloodthirsty Sword should be the Blood Emperor's Blood Prison Sword, because the Bloodthirsty Sword's spirit's reaction could not be faked. However, for some unknown reason, the spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword was severely damaged and no longer knew what had happened before.
Alternatively, the spirit of the Bloodthirsty Sword might simply be a new spirit that was created later, only acquiring a small amount of the original information about the Blood Prison Sword, but the specifics are unclear.
"The Blood Prison Sword is severely damaged, and I'm afraid the Blood Emperor isn't in good shape either. No wonder he hasn't appeared for hundreds of millions of years. If he hadn't met with this misfortune, he might have been among those who broke through so many new heavens in the Netherworld..."
The Black Mountain Ghost Cultivator sighed softly, his heart filled with complex emotions.
The Blood Emperor once broke through eight new layers of the Netherworld, making him a legend among legends in the Netherworld. So it's not impossible for him to break through several more new layers of the Netherworld.
The Blood Emperor was once his idol, and now that it was confirmed that the Blood Emperor was likely in trouble, he was at a loss for words.
"Your strength is already considerable. This sword is severely damaged, so it shouldn't have any backlash. You can use it as you wish..." The spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower studied it for a while and finally came to this conclusion.
With the words of the Heavenly Dao Tower spirit, Lin Yun felt much more at ease. Soon, he began to unleash his strongest power, letting the Heavenly Dao Tower spirit and True Martial Saint Monarch assess his current strength.
"Buzz!"
With a single swing of his sword, the blade resonated, amplifying Lin Yun's power to the maximum extent.
One sword strike after another.
"Boom—Boom—"
As Lin Yun unleashed his sword strikes, the space within the Heavenly Dao Tower underwent a dramatic transformation.
Suddenly, patches of space appeared out of thin air, only to be swiftly shattered by the power Lin Yun unleashed. The immense power of spatial rupture wantonly destroyed everything around them, as if the world were being destroyed.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower had a very solemn face. Its small hands quickly cast spells, controlling the space of the Heavenly Dao Tower and preventing the power from spreading.
"This is... power bordering on the level of a peak Saint or Saint King?" True Martial Saint King's expression changed slightly, and he took a deep breath.
He himself was at the lower-level Saint King realm, so he was very sensitive to power at this level. Although his strength had declined, he could still clearly sense the level of power that Lin Yun was displaying.
Although he hasn't reached the Saint King level, he can already fight against Saint King level experts. Below the Saint King level, as long as he doesn't encounter an equally monstrous figure, he is practically invincible.
Although he had long expected Lin Yun to be strong, he was still somewhat shocked to see Lin Yun reach such a level.
Originally, he was somewhat uncertain whether Lin Yun could break through the thirty-fifth heaven of this universe after reaching the realm of a superior saint. Now, he is more certain about it.
He even had a crazy idea: perhaps, after Lin Yun reached the intermediate Saint realm, he could try to break through the thirty-fifth heaven of this universe.
After all, Lin Yun is young, has a lower cultivation level, and is strong at challenging opponents of higher levels, which is a huge advantage.
He wasn't entirely sure how much these advantages would help Lin Yun.
However, judging from Lin Yun's breakthrough of the thirty-fourth heaven of this universe, this advantage should be enormous.
"This...this Lin Yun...is he really only a lower-level Saint?" On the other side, the Black Mountain Ghost Cultivator who hadn't left saw this scene and couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief.
It was originally a powerful ghost cultivator, but its realm dropped significantly due to the damage to the Heavenly Dao Tower. However, some of its insight, experience, and even spiritual realm remained. Previously, when Lin Yun could easily deal with a ghost cultivator at the fourth level of the Super Realm, it only possessed the ghost power of the fourth level of the Super Realm, yet it had power comparable to a saint, leaving Lin Yun with almost no power to resist. This was the reason.
Now, it can roughly sense Lin Yun's strength.
The difference between a lower-level sage and a lower-level sage ruler is immense; it is no exaggeration to say they are worlds apart. This is a difference in quality that cannot be compensated for by quantity.
If it's not a direct confrontation, but rather a hit-and-run tactic, it wouldn't be difficult for a lower-level Saint King to kill dozens, or even hundreds, of lower-level Saints.
Now, seeing that Lin Yun, who is only at the lower level of Saint, possesses the power of a near-Saint King, how could it not be shocked?
"Good, good, good..." The spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower's eyes flashed with a sharp light as it spoke with great excitement.
Actually, it wasn't entirely sure whether Lin Yun's strength could maintain its original level of increase after breaking through to the Saint Realm, but seeing the strength Lin Yun displayed at this moment, it felt relieved.
"Lin Yun, you can focus on your cultivation. I'll protect you from the ghost cultivators outside. Whatever resources you need, I can provide them all," the spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower said generously, waving her small hand.
This kind of visible hope is always very encouraging.
Given Lin Yun's current cultivation speed, it's almost a certainty that he will break through the thirty-fifth level of this universe in no time.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior." Lin Yun smiled and bowed gratefully.
Regardless of the other person's motives for being kind to him, he should always be grateful if he receives a benefit from them and they have no ill intentions towards him.
"Haha, you don't need to be so polite. I just want you to break through the thirty-fifth heaven of this universe as soon as possible and improve the environment of this universe. If you are really grateful to me, then quickly cultivate to a higher realm and break through the thirty-fifth heaven of this universe!" The spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower said with a smile.
Lin Yun felt even more favorably toward the Heavenly Dao Tower's spirit because of its directness.
It seems this little kid isn't difficult to deal with, Lin Yun thought to himself.
Although he knew in his heart that this seemingly small life form had lived for hundreds of millions of years, he couldn't help but treat it like a child.
In fact, all things have a spirit, and humans are the pinnacle of spirit. As for the spirits of objects, because they are born from objects, they are generally not as intelligent as humans. Although the objects in the Heavenly Dao Tower have been flexible for hundreds of millions of years, their true intelligence may really be similar to that of a human child, at least in some aspects.
Because everyone was in a hurry, Lin Yun went into seclusion again after chatting for a short time.
Zhenwu Saint King was also in seclusion to detoxify. Perhaps because his strength had greatly decreased, he was not repelled by the power of the great laws of their universe during this period.
The spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower is the most idle. Although its body is quite damaged, over hundreds of millions of years, it has repaired most of what can be repaired. What remains is not so easy to repair.
It focused most of its energy on Lin Yun, occasionally checking on Lin Yun's cultivation progress, occasionally analyzing which cultivation resources were most suitable for Lin Yun, occasionally giving guidance to True Martial Saint Lord on detoxification, and occasionally giving guidance to Xia Qingqing and her group on cultivation. This was also a way of befriending Lin Yun.
As Lin Yun's strength grew and his performance became increasingly extraordinary, the spirit of the Heavenly Dao Tower had higher and higher expectations that Lin Yun could help it find its master's reincarnation. Once found, its master's strength would be just beginning, and there might really be many areas where Lin Yun's help would be needed.
It must plan ahead for its owner.
Time flies.
A month later, Lin Yun stabilized his lower-level sainthood.
The effect of Lin Yun breaking through the thirty-fourth level of this universe was not diminished, and his cultivation speed remained extremely fast.
Then, another year passed, and Lin Yun cultivated to the peak of the lower-level saint.
He was just one step away from breaking through to the intermediate Saint realm.
A year is far too insignificant compared to the time it takes for a cultivator to reach the Saintly Realm.
Such great progress in just one year is truly terrifying in Lin Yun's cultivation speed.
However, it will not be something Lin Yun can achieve in a short time if he wants to break through to the intermediate Saint realm.
This is a hurdle.
(The author has been away from home for a while. Because I don't have my own computer, it's very inconvenient to write. At first, I could manage to write for two days, but then I couldn't keep up and gave up. Yesterday, I went home, but I took the wrong road on the highway and didn't get home until late at night. I'll rest a bit today and resume my regular updates tomorrow.)