"Another Cloud Essence harvested..."
Amid the sea of clouds, Lin Yun sheared off the head of a White Mist Person with one sword strike, then with a swift step, he reached the severed head and destroyed it with another sword slash, a white crystalline object falling into his palm, while he said with a faint smile.
Previously, after those five White Mist People had forced him back, it wasn't long before he found a genuinely isolated White Mist Person. He killed it and obtained a Cloud Essence; subsequently, Lin Yun encountered two more White Mist People, and after expending some tactics, he managed to defeat them as well.
In this manner, Lin Yun's strength grew stronger with each battle. In three days, he had collected a total of twenty-three Cloud Essences.
Each Cloud Essence was a powerful treasure of heaven and earth. Twenty-three Cloud Essences amounted to a vast and precious cultivation resource. Lin Yun did not refine all of them into his own power.
