"Looks like Clear Wind has benefited too much from assimilating the Divine Blade Scroll," Lin Jin mumbled to himself.
Still, it was also an indication of how strong the Divine Blade Scroll was. Before this, Lin Jin was blissfully ignorant of the secrets behind this immortal-grade sword skill. Even if he tried to learn it, he would only be able to digest parts of the scroll. He was so terrible at it that he couldn't even possess a basic mastery over the art.
Only with Clear Wind could the skill be fully utilized.
Lin Jin beckoned and the streaming light glowed brightly before appearing in his hand in the form of a long sword. Lin Jin slid it back into its sheathe in a suave manner that reminded his opponents of an immortal swordsman from times of old.
Corpse Taoist's attack didn't work but the ants had already arrived. Patriarch Xue Pao's blood barrier was also completely erected so the actual bloodshed would now begin.
