Wayless Sect, inside the Divine Weapon Pavilion.
At this moment, the quiet Divine Weapon Pavilion began to stir restlessly.
Bursts of fierce sword wind suddenly blew through the area.
Ye Luo, sitting cross-legged in front of the pavilion's pathways, had his robes flutter loudly, and his black hair danced wildly with the wind.
Yet Ye Luo remained still, with his eyes tightly shut.
It appeared to be a critical moment.
As time ticked by,
the sword wind within the pavilion grew even stronger.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The fierce sword wind seemed as if it would destroy everything in its path.
Fortunately, the weapons on top of each stone platform emitted a gentle glow, protecting the pavilion from being ravaged by the sword wind.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
The howling sword wind became more terrifying.
Luckily, it was contained within the pavilion, imperceptible by those outside.
Just then,
Ye Luo, who had his eyes closed tightly, suddenly awoke.
