Having made his decision, Li Yun first swept his gaze across the surroundings and confirmed that Mu Lan was no longer present, and only after making sure that no one was watching did he let out a faint breath of relief before stepping toward the sword token.
The token floated quietly in the air, yet the space around it felt unusually heavy, as if an invisible pressure was constantly pulsing outward from it.
Li Yun's eyes narrowed slightly as he approached, because the closer he got, the clearer he could feel it.
Sword Intent.
It was not chaotic or unstable, but instead calm, deep, and boundless, as if it had existed for countless years without ever fading.
Even so, Li Yun did not hesitate.
He slowly raised his right hand and began to circulate all of his Sword Intent, allowing the full forty percent mastery to gather within his palm, and in the next moment a sharp and condensed aura enveloped his hand as if it had turned into a blade itself.
