Amidst the vast sea of clouds, the long wind stretches for tens of thousands of miles.
Yumen Pass.
Lin Yao took the Spirit Jade, and her form transformed back into a graceful woman amid ripples.
Xie Qingyun looked at Lin Yao, who was lowering her eyes modestly, and nodded slightly.
Immediately, he formed a sword with his finger and gently waved it.
A strand of hair fell with the wind, suspended in front of Lin Yao.
In the realm of Sword Immortal, others can't harm even a single strand of his hair.
Thus, one must cut oneself.
Lin Yao no longer hesitated and reached out directly to grasp the strand of hair.
"Next, you three need to pay special attention," Xie Qingyun instructed Xia Daoyun and the others.
Sword Immortal is not so easily disguised.
Therefore, it requires the assistance of Xia Daoyun, Yu Canghai, and Xue Wujian, the three Peak Masters.
Xia Daoyun coolly said, "Rest assured, Sect Master, there will be no mistakes at Yumen Pass."
