The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples looked on at the elated An Lin with complex emotions running through their hearts.
It appeared they had done nothing but act as his stunned audience again…
"I have to admit, An Lin really is an exceptional sword immortal." Xue Shan's eyes rippled as she looked at An Lin.
An Lin had displayed to his overwhelming strength as a sword immortal to them over and over again, dealing psychological blows to the hearts of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.
Zhao Siming heaved a faint sigh. "Forget about that. Let's continue in our search for the ancient sword. The longer we take to find it, the more detrimental it will be for us."
Everyone nodded upon hearing this.
"Time to go home, Da Bai," An Lin said with a joyful expression.
"Are you leaving now, Sword Immortal An Lin?" Sun Yuluo was reluctant to part with An Lin.
He had to continue looking for the lost ancient sword from his sect.