At the bottom of the dark Sword Pool, a figure glowing with fluorescence sat cross-legged on a stone platform. Around him, strands of Sword Spirit Qi flowed like streams of water, continuously pouring into his body with a faint rustling sound.
In the line of sight, the surface of the figure's body was densely covered with cracks, faintly showing a hint of crimson. A slight scent of blood wafted from it.
However, at the same time, the flesh of the figure seemed to be covered with a layer of azure metallic luster, becoming extremely pure, which diluted the color of the flesh significantly.
Ling Chen has persisted at the bottom of the Sword Pool for five days.
For these five days, Ling Chen sat there motionlessly, repeatedly undergoing the baptism of Sword Spirit Qi. His body appeared extremely solitary at the pool's bottom, his aura completely converged, looking just like an old monk in meditation.
