Pei Min sat cross-legged in the Elder Cave Mansion of the Battle Absolute Sword Institute.
Here, in the deepest part of the Battle Absolute Sword Institute, there was no noise, only fresh mountain air and the crisp sounds of Spiritual Sparrows and Spirit Beasts, full of vitality.
In the distance, some slight noises from disciples cultivating could be faintly heard.
Pei Min's expression, however, was not particularly pleasant at this moment.
"Sword Spirit Heaven..."
In stark contrast to this place was the absolute stillness of the Reflection World, where Sword Cultivators continuously charged towards the Void Black Insects.
"No wonder..." Pei Min murmured.
"The inability of Sword Venerables in this realm to break through to Divinity Transformation, is it because of this...? And does Sword Mountain River's advocacy for cultivation without external aids also stem from the Reflection World...?"
Jiang Ming's brows also furrowed.
