"Sword Dao Skywalking Spirit Pill; big brother's naming skills still need improvement."
Xu Ming laughed and swallowed the purple Spirit Pill.
A strange feeling arose from his heart.
In his Dantian, the Nascent Soul now held a small Spirit Pill.
This tiny Spirit Pill began to automatically absorb the Sword Dao that Xu Ming had comprehended.
The Sword Dao Skywalking Spirit Pill first needed to be nurtured for a month before the Nascent Soul could fully digest it.
During the digestion, one's consciousness would be pulled into a cultivation Secret Realm formed by the Pill's prediction.
A month passed swiftly as Xu Ming honed his Sword Dao on the frontlines.
In his own small courtyard, Xu Ming sat cross-legged.
The Spirit Pill in his Nascent Soul had started to digest, and his own consciousness was becoming increasingly blurry.
Outside the courtyard, Xu Cangyan was protecting the way.
At this moment, Xu Ming's consciousness had been pulled into a world condensed by swords.
