At this moment, within Ye Qiubai's sea of consciousness,
there seemed to be a shadowy figure with an indistinct face appearing.
"Who are you?" Ye Qiubai also noticed this scene.
The shadow had merely appeared in the sea of consciousness, and the turbulent flow of sword intent within Ye Qiubai's body seemed to have momentarily stilled.
"Were you not looking for me?" a phantom voice spread throughout the entire sea of consciousness.
Ye Qiubai was slightly startled, then blurted out, "Green Cloud Sword Master?"
"Correct, my remnant soul cannot linger for long. I need to tell you that now that you have achieved the Sword Bone, troubles will continually arise. Countless sword cultivators will want to kill you to take the Sword Bone from your body."
