Chapter 383
In a daze, Lin Hui saw the young man's soul burning—releasing a blindingly radiant light.
Normally, such combustion would devour a massive amount of energy. Yet for some reason he could not understand, Zhang Yi'an was not burned to ash. His soul was growing stronger.
Lin Hui also saw cultivators scattered throughout the uprising forces.
Most of them belonged to no great sect or major faction, yet their eyes held the same invisible flame.
There were also masked disciples from major sects, their identities concealed, lingering silently in the shadows and periodically striking from cover to help the revolutionary army crush resistance.
Lin Hui narrowed his eyes. The Grand Yin-Yang Time Reversal Sword Art, which had remained stagnant for so long, seemed to have touched upon a brand-new string of time.
This string of time was a profoundly mysterious thing.
It did not exist within inanimate objects; it was inextricably bound to living beings.
After years of cultivation, Lin Hui had come to understand that whenever lifeforms undergoing massive shifts in destiny appeared around him, the strings of time became far easier to sense.