The Green-Haired Male Can't Be Called the Green-Haired Male Anymore

An Lin accepted that black orb, and a stream of images instantly funneled into his mind.

This was a recording of the Dark Wing Tribe fighting against some black monstrosity. That was an earth-shattering battle. It fractured heaven and earth, and it sunk the sun and moon. It was as if the entire world was going to be swallowed by that battle.

In that battle, there was a male of the Dark Wing Tribe who performed stunningly. His sword technique was called Endless Night Sword Technique.

Just as An Lin came to his senses, a burst of information regarding the true essence of the Endless Night Sword Technique surged into his mind.

An extremely powerful sword intent raged in the air, and the Evil-Slaying Sword also started to tremble in excitement.

"This sword technique suits me very well," a cold voice sounded in his mind once again.

An Lin blinked and replied, "But I feel that the Six Strikes of the War God suits me better."