The next day, early in the morning.
With the last strand of Spiritual Energy entering his body, the cycle of the Purple Wood Heart Sutra came to an end, and the faint Spirit Light gathered around Lin Xianzhi's body also vanished.
Lin Shiming opened his eyes and withdrew the prepared isolation Formation.
The World Tower before him was still radiating bright light.
Clearly, people were still attempting to scale the tower, and what surprised Shiming a bit was that someone had actually made it to the eightieth floor.
Although with a flash of light, that person ultimately did not reach the final floor to obtain the fabled Token of the Taibai Sword Palace.
Shiming looked beside him, where Lin Xianzhi stood vigilant.
This half-day rest had evidently been for Shiming alone, while Xianzhi had been guarding outside the Formation the whole time.
"What's that?" Shiming asked, looking at the tower and speaking to Xianzhi.
