C316 The Sword Supreme of All Daos

I don't know how much time has passed.

It might be a day, a month, or a year...

In Lin Chen's mind, he no longer had the concept of "time."

He only felt that he seemed to have fallen into an endless cycle of the sword. Every ten years, he would sharpen his sword, and every ten thousand years, he would unsheathe his sword...

...

Outside of the light