Sword Saint's Name

The matter of the Ancient Tomb Mansion had, in the blink of an eye, spread throughout the Great Yan Dynasty, shaking the entire Great Yan!

Nirvana Realm!

Although no one explicitly knew Lin Xuan's strength, without a doubt, the three words 'Nirvana Realm' flashed through everyone's mind!

That sword light surpassing the moonlight, that sharp Sword Intent that the entire Sky Flame Mountain Range could feel, all indicated that this previously unknown youth possessed the strength to suppress the entire Great Yan Dynasty.

Sword Saint—Lin Xuan!

A legendary name naturally required an extraordinary title.

The power of that sword directly made everyone admire him!

In the Great Yan Dynasty, perhaps one might not know who the emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty was, but if someone were to ask who the number one expert of the Great Yan Dynasty was, without a doubt, Sword Saint Lin Xuan was the only answer!

What shocked many top forces even more was that, facing this widespread belief throughout the Great Yan, the Great Yan Royal Family, and even the Great Yan Emperor Mo Jingtian himself, maintained a strange silence.

Of course, they had to remain silent, because even Mo Jingtian himself did not have the confidence to withstand a single sword strike from that Sword Saint, even if he used desperate measures, he had no certainty.

Faced with the absolute gap in strength, the Great Yan Royal Family dared not say anything like the Sword Saint was just a small fry, otherwise, if they really provoked him to draw his sword, the entire Great Yan Royal Family might be destroyed by a single strike.

Since they dared not deny it, and had no strength to deny the rumors, the best course of action was naturally to pretend they knew nothing.

While the Great Yan Royal Family remained silent, the Lin Clan's reputation grew increasingly prominent, even overshadowing the other three major clans and the Great Yan Royal Family, becoming the number one clan and the number one power in the Great Yan Dynasty.

There were even rumors that Wang Lei, the Wang Clan Leader, personally went to the Lin Clan, supposedly to pay respects to the Sword Saint, but to no avail. However, rumors did say that Lin Fan, the Lin Clan Leader, and Wang Lei, the Wang Clan Leader, had met, but what exactly happened was unknown.

It was only known from rumors that the Wang Clan seemed to have proactively bowed its head to the Lin Clan, but whether it was true or false was not something outsiders could know.

But since the battle at the Ancient Tomb Mansion, the members of the Lin Clan, one by one, walking outside, all exuded a sense of pride and arrogance, walking with their chests puffed out.

However, the Sword Saint, who was currently in the limelight, had locked himself in the Sword Forging Room, focusing on forging the sword in his hand, and also on forging his Sword Dao!

Sword, what is a sword? The one in your hand? The one in your heart? Single-edged? Double-edged? Hard? Soft?

It seems like everything is a sword, and it seems like nothing is a sword!

As the ancient saying goes, seeing mountains as mountains, seeing water as water; and again, seeing mountains not as mountains, seeing water not as water; and also, seeing mountains still as mountains, seeing water still as water.

The mountains and waters are still the same mountains and waters, but the people who see them have different states of mind, different understandings, and see different things.

Lin Xuan was the same, what is a sword? This is an eternal question, a question worth constantly pursuing.

Having a sword in the heart, but no sword in the hand, is it having a sword or not having a sword? Originally, Lin Xuan thought he had understood, but slowly, he realized that he had not understood enough, not deeply enough!

What is a sword? It is said that when one comprehends to the state of transformation, grass, trees, flowers, and leaves can all be swords, but after comprehending to the state of transformation, grass, trees, flowers, and leaves are just grass, trees, flowers, and leaves, and a sword is a sword! Being able to be a sword does not mean it is a sword!

A sword is always a sword, an irreplaceable sword, Sword Heart is a sword, Sword Dao is a sword, Sword Intent is also a sword, but in the final analysis, in the end, it all turns into the sword in the hand!

But, what kind of sword should the sword in the hand be?

Or rather, the problem that plagued Lin Xuan has become, what kind of sword should he turn the sword in his hand into?

In order to solve this confusion, Lin Xuan chose to start from scratch, forging a sword!

As a sword practitioner, one should understand the sword, understand the structure, characteristics, and special meaning of the sword, so as to comprehend the essence of the sword!

Unlike those who refine Spiritual Treasures, Lin Xuan was forging a sword, not only to forge the sword itself, but also to forge the characteristics of the sword, that is, to integrate some of his understanding of the sword into the forged sword.

"Clang! Clang!"

A earth-grade Spiritual Treasure level hammer, in Lin Xuan's hands, continuously hammered the Sword Blank in front of him, which had been burned crimson by the Spirit Fire, emitting bursts of crisp sounds.

The heavy, dark hammer was raised high by Lin Xuan, and then, as Lin Xuan's arm swung down, it heavily struck the nearly formed Sword Blank in front of him.

"Clang!!!!"

The enormous force of the rebound sent the incomparably heavy hammer Spiritual Treasure flying upwards. If it weren't for Lin Xuan's control, it would probably have been sent flying by that immense force.

At this moment, the Sword Blank lying on the Sword Forging Platform also suddenly trembled after that hammer fell. Waves of vast and dignified Sword Qi swept out in all directions without anyone controlling it.

"Buzz!!"

Waves of Sword Cries also rang out in the Sword Forging Room. Faintly, there seemed to be a few rumbles of thunder mixed in. The stone walls of the Sword Forging Room couldn't completely block this peculiar Sword Cry, and soon, it spread throughout the Lin Clan Territory.

After hearing the Sword Cry, many people couldn't help but turn their heads to look in the direction of the Sword Forging Room, their eyes filled with amazement and reverence.

"Another earth-grade Spiritual Treasure, this is the third one already, right? I wonder who this Spiritual Treasure will end up with."

One of the Lin Clan members said with a look of anticipation. Another member with considerable strength heard this and guessed softly.

"This sword faintly has the sound of thunder, so it might be given to Lin Ke'er. Isn't she always cultivating the Divine Sword Control Thunder True Art? It has the same attributes as this earth-grade Spiritual Treasure!"

"It's a pity that if Lin Xue's comprehension of the Snowdrift Swordplay hadn't been so strong last time, there would have been a chance to compete for the Snowdrift Sword from before."

Inside the Sword Forging Room, Lin Xuan looked at the Thunderclap Sword in his hand, and a few smiles appeared on his usually calm face. He was now increasingly fond of the feeling of forging Spiritual Swords, each containing some kind of his Sword Dao.

Incorporating his Sword Dao into a sword, giving the sword spirituality, was like creating a life.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan couldn't help but turn his head to look at the sword placed in the corner. That was the first earth-grade Spiritual Sword he had forged, but no one knew about it because it was a Sword of Death forged with the intent of Death, its attacks filled with destruction.