Ye Luo lay in his sleeping chamber.
His spirit wandered beyond the heavens, his inner Sword Intent surged, attempting to connect his soul to the ethereal Sword Dao.
Under the communication between Sword Intent and soul,
Ye Luo stumbled upon it by accident, and indeed he successfully comprehended how to communicate with the Sword Dao.
In the void, his soul seemed to be drawn by something.
Ye Luo didn't resist and followed this pulling force. After a moment of haziness, he looked around to find himself surrounded by endless darkness.
This darkness was like greedy beasts, always trying to engulf him.
But Ye Luo was protected by layers of Sword Intent around his body.
In the darkness, this Sword Intent emitted a fluorescent glow, combating the dark.
"Where is this place?"
Ye Luo felt lost.
Besides darkness, there was only darkness around him.
He could see nothing at all.
But he had two feelings in his heart.
One was that he could return at any time.
