Atop Myriad Swords Divine Mountain, as the Taiyi Grass Sword spoke, a burst of sword light suddenly emerged from the dark depths of Sword Mountain.
Rings of green grass appeared, floating from the summit down towards the base of the mountain.
This scene made Lin Shiming gasp in awe, originally he had thought that with his current realm, even though there was a gap between him and the Taiyi Grass Sword, it was certainly not a wide one.
Now, it seemed that the Taiyi Grass Sword, which even the Flaming Sword called senior, must be at least a Sixth Rank Soul Summoning Sword.
Moreover, he hesitated, wondering if the Taiyi Grass Sword should be considered a wood demon or a spirit cultivator.
As Lin Shiming pondered, a verdant ladder appeared within the divine mountain's mist, gently extending downwards from the summit.
This ladder still seemed hazy, and upon closer inspection, Lin Shiming realized it was the same Sword Ladder he had ascended the last time he was here.
