On the top of a thousand feet of mountain, Mr. Bai drew his sword and danced.

The great era of swordsmanship came, and suddenly, Mr. Bai was in a trance, as if he had risen, and merged with the heaven and earth into one. He was like a god, overlooking the earth.

He saw the Xinyi Sword Sect, where the huge sect was located, and countless people wearing white robes were practicing swords.

Thirty-three sword techniques!

At the deepest point of the sect, an old man in white robe was practicing sword, in the form of Xinyi sword.

The old man in white robe had a bit familiarity with his eyebrows. At first glance, Mr. Bai recognized Lin Ming.

His eyes swept across the entire world, saw countless sword sects, and countless sword practitioners. Before he knew it, an indescribable touch emerged in his heart. In an instant, he seemed to have realized something.

"So...this is the divine realm..."

Touching his heart, Mr. Bai sighed deeply, and the mountains under his feet collapsed instantly, turning into nothingness, and then appeared from nothingness and condensed again, turning into a giant sword of thousands of feet.

Swords are swords, people are swords, earth are swords, sky are swords, everything is swords, void is swords, heart is also swords, swords are swords, swords are in the hand, body, heart, everywhere, everywhere.

A terrifying aura spread out, alarming all the sword practitioners in the world. Unconsciously, they knelt down and worshiped, shouting "Pale Sword God".

Deep in my mind, countless pictures appear and finally freeze.

"So...my name is Chu Mu..."

"So... Ling'er is sleeping in my body..."

With my hands touched my heart, a silver light flashed in my heart, and there was a peaceful and delicate person who was sleeping.

"Ling'er, my memory has awakened, it's time to go back."
Chapter completed!