At that moment, a figure landed beside him, it was indeed Jian Feidao.
"Master."
Lin Yi immediately bowed respectfully to Jian Feidao.
Jian Feidao stared into the scattered dust ahead, lost in thought, and said, "Since the Yuantian Sword Saint has bestowed his inheritance upon you, you must not fail his painstaking efforts, and you must become a Sword Saint of your generation, commanding respect in your time."
Lin Yi nodded, "I will definitely not let down his expectations."
"Lin Yi, the Blood Sky Clan Emperor has been seriously injured, and our Human Clan's armies will soon launch a major counteroffensive."
Jian Feidao turned his head, his gaze resting upon Lin Yi, "You need to quickly refine the brand of inheritance from the Yuantian Sword Saint and take part in the upcoming counterattack!"
"Yes."
Lin Yi nodded, aware of the immense power of the Yuantian Sword Saint's inheritance. Once he refined it, his strength would reach unfathomable new heights!
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