Above the Spirit Lake, a figure sat upon the lake.
The next moment, only the resonant sound of a sword's cry could be heard.
A streak of sword light soared into the air, carrying a vast sword aura, fierce in sword intent, rampant, as if carrying the force of ten thousand jun.
Following a grand beckoning of the hand, the sword swiftly flew back, landing within grasp.
Lin Shiming also took a long breath, his face filled with smiles.
Gently caressing the Taihe Sword in his hand, it was the last Supreme Grade magical treasure he had refined.
Now, he had completely assimilated the harvest from the Purple Sun Secret Realm.
In the beginning, relying on the Flame Yang Sword, he had obtained many Fourth Rank Supreme Grade magical treasures.
Among them were the Purple Mist Twin Swords, Taihe Sword, and the Five Metallic Beast Roaring Rings, and three Demon Blood Needles, though at that time he couldn't use any of them.
