Faint Connection

Yan Zaizen's voice lingered in the hearts and minds of these Soaring Sword Sect experts. Their bodies still as their trembling eyes followed the descending corpse of their fellow sectmate. An eerie chill shivered down their spines.

Yan Zaizen casually waved the sword within his hands, brandishing it as if he was awaiting a response. As he felt the sword in his hand, he couldn't help but frown. His original body had comprehended all the Mortal and World Laws of the Heavens to the peak-Sovereign level, yet this body couldn't comprehend a hint of it.

This soul was truly lacking in substance and special characteristics. It lacked his comprehension of laws, the Black Hole, and even his True Dao. Outside of his Immortal Herculean Physique, there wasn't much else currently.