The golden figure did not respond to Shen Xiaoyao but flew in a certain direction.
After a while, the Nameless Swordsman finally showed up.
"What on earth is going on?"
Shen Xiaoyao was greatly puzzled.
The Nameless Swordsman he had just seen was golden and translucent, like a phantom, whereas the Nameless Swordsman who appeared afterward was a living, breathing person.
The Nameless Swordsman eyed Shen Xiaoyao up and down, then suddenly showed a look of surprise, "You have acquired a Pure Yang Body... indeed, you are blessed with Great Fortune... How have you progressed with the swordsmanship I taught you?"
"This junior is ashamed, of the ten levels of swordsmanship, I have only cultivated up to the fifth level."
