Time flashed by. A year passed in the blink of an eye.
Within the solitary confinement room, Lin Lei slowly opened his eyes.
After a year of hard training, the Voidwalker sword by Lin Lei's side now had a total of 365 sword intents.
With the 365 sword intents supporting it, the power of the Voidwalker sword had reached an extremely terrifying level.
Even the Master of the Voidwalker sword, Lin Lei, would be shocked by its power.
However, it seemed as though Lin Lei's cultivation level had once again reached a bottleneck. In the past year, Lin Lei hadn't improved at all.
He hadn't even broken through to become a half-step great sage, much less become one.
Lin Lei stared at the tiny window of the isolation room. The sapling that had once stood next to the isolation room had grown so tall.
For a moment, Lin Lei was in a daze.
After all, it had been seven years since Lin Lei had transmigrated to this magical world.
