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He smiled helplessly and stopped speaking.

Wielding the broken sword in his hand, he stood upright as an intense aura gushed out from him. His entire body was akin to a sword, capable of piercing through the heavens at any moment.

He exuded a domineering aura that could pierce through the heavens.

The Heaven-Devouring Divine Light Sword emitted a deafening sword hum, resonating with him, the two seemed to be one.

A sword is a person, and a person is a sword. There is no difference between you and me.

Ling'er, who was strolling aimlessly by the lake, suddenly frowned and disappeared from where she stood. She turned into a gust of wind and flew towards the training ground.

"Sword intent? How was this possible? And it had also reached the limit of sword intent — One with the Sword! " Ling'er appeared in the forest not far away from the training grounds. As she looked at Lingyun in the training grounds, her eyes were filled with disbelief.

Sword intent was also known as Sword Force, which was a profound realm for sword cultivators. Every move carried a sharp aura, and without even making a move, it could cause the opponent's self-confidence to crumble.

However, in order to cultivate sword intent, one needed to hone their heart and will. Only by reaching a firm will and a heart like a rock could one condense sword intent.

She would never have thought that a body transformation cultivator like Ling Yun, who could not cultivate spiritual energy, could actually condense this so-called extreme attack sword intent.

She felt her world collapse in an instant. All of this was just an illusion. When did it become so easy to condense sword intent? A cabbage on the street?

A young master from an aristocratic family who had never been to a battlefield before and had never truly killed someone could actually condense sword intent?

She suddenly had the urge to learn the sword. She wanted to see if she could condense the sword intent that was said to be invincible and invincible like her.

Then, he shook his head. If the sword intent was so easy to condense, then there would be no glory. This was the most difficult will to condense from the weapon's true intent.

According to her understanding, in this world, the number of people who could condense sword intent did not exceed two hands.

More than half of them were at the Human Divine Sect level, but they were also sacred grounds for sword cultivators — every single one of them in the Evil Sword Palace was over a hundred years old.

Looking at Ling Yun, she was somewhat at a loss. This fellow clearly could not cultivate, but it was as if he was shrouded in a fog and could not be seen through.

She originally thought that she had some understanding of Ling Yun, but in the end she discovered that she had only come into contact with a corner of him.

"Who the hell are you?" Ling'er muttered softly, her beautiful eyes staring straight at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun held the Heaven-Devouring Divine Light Sword, pointing downwards, his body released a powerful sword aura, the stones on the ground started to crack, the area around them was as smooth as a mirror.

"Such a familiar feeling!" Ling Yun's eyes slightly narrowed as he gently stroked the hair that was blown to his forehead with one hand behind his ears. His expression was calm, with a slight smile on his face and confidence between his brows.

Suddenly, with a slight movement of his body, his silhouette became erratic like a cloud of fog, like a dragon soaring in the clouds. It was hard to see his true face, but the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard.

This was the Wandering Dragon Steps, a secret movement technique of the dragon race. After mastering it, one's figure would become ethereal and unfathomable. All one could see was an illusion; the real body would be hidden in the clouds.

It was a pity that Ling Yun had not become a Martial Master yet. Without the support of Spiritual Qi, he could only take form, and was unable to execute the wonders of the Wandering Dragon Steps.

This Wandering Dragon Steps was something he had won from the Dragon Emperor in a bet with him.

However, he was still a human, and his meridians were different from the dragon race. He modified the Wandering Dragon Steps and was able to cultivate it.