Lin Yun suddenly realized that he might have misunderstood something. There was a saying, "thoughts evolve," could it be that he had evolved as well?
Thinking back, Hu Yuling had overthought things to the point of trapping herself, and Lin Yun suddenly felt a pang of frustration.
"Seems like it."
Lin Yun didn't continue to discuss with Zhen Li the theory that practice brings forth truth; he was distracted. Suddenly, a sword light shot up to the sky. Lin Yun didn't sense any danger and subconsciously looked toward the sword light, only to see it strike the base of Sword Pointing Peak with a loud crack, and several fissures appeared on the mountain.
"Do you think, Sword Pointing Peak won't break, will it?"
Lin Yun had a bad premonition; Zhen Li's complexion slightly changed as she said, "Run fast, there's a no-fly formation here, we can't fly away!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yun didn't hesitate and grabbed Zhen Li's hand, running as fast as they could.
