Advancing

Han Jin slowly opened his eyes. A red light the size of a group of fireflies flew out of his mouth, rapidly hovering all over his body. The red lights gradually expanded and revealed traces of a half a foot long sword.

Han Jin let out a bitter smile. If flying swords were also given a grade, this sword would undoubtedly be one of the lower products. As he attached himself to the god of the flying sword, he was shaken by his own Three True Fire. This meant that whenever he wanted to use this flying sword for battle, it would need to be driven manually, just like before. 

Although Taoism and magic had different ways of operating energy, both were also similar in many aspects.