After a quarter of an hour later, in the main hall of Luoyou Peak, Yin Jiuling in a gray robe was sitting in the main seat, with his eyes closed, cultivating his spirit.
"Disciple pays respect to Master." The doors of the main hall were slowly opened, revealing Liu Ming, who took a few steps forward and bowed deeply to Yin Jiuling from a distance.
"Spare the formalities. I have summoned you here because there is something I want to ask you. I've heard that you once cultivated the Tai Gang Sword Art, but the sword embryo spirit self-destructed and was destroyed. Have you managed to condense it again?" Yin Jiuling waved his hand at Liu Ming, asking calmly with an even tone.
"Master has clear insight. A few years ago, thanks to an extraordinary encounter, I indeed managed to re-condense the sword embryo spirit, but not long ago, during a battle with a strong enemy, I had to use the sword embryo spirit once again." Liu Ming was initially startled, but he immediately responded.
