"I know about this."

Guan Xuejun joined in, "Hao Datong used a secret technique from the Imprisoned Immortal Mountain to fuse Little Eighteen’s spirit and flesh into one, then placed them inside a treasure mirror, which he later threw into this cold pool."

"He can sense the treasure mirror and control its movement in the pool, but I cannot."

"To save Little Eighteen, we must drain the water from this cold pool."

"Oh, if that’s the case, it seems simple enough."

Lu Lin wasted no time and quickly drained the pool water, spending a whole day and night with twenty-one negative pressure water extraction devices to completely empty the pool.

At the bottom of the cold pool lay a palm-sized small mirror, resembling a girl’s makeup mirror, quietly resting there.

"Senior Li, Senior Guan, what should we do next?"

"Leave this to me."

Guan Xuejun said confidently. Over these thousands of years, he wasn’t idle. Hao Datong used a secret technique to imprison him, but also exposed all the secrets to Guan Xuejun.

What Hao Datong knew, Guan Xuejun knew as well.

Guan Xuejun made spell gestures with his hands, and the treasure mirror suddenly shimmered. Lu Lin heard a soft clicking sound, and Li Xuanjin appeared before them.

The current Li Xuanjin had flesh and blood, much more real than the previous illusory projection.

"I never thought I would see the light of day again. Thank you, Lu Lin, Seventh Senior Brother, thank you."

Li Xuanjin bowed respectfully to express his gratitude to Lu Lin and Guan Xuejun.

Lu Lin quickly sidestepped to avoid it, repeatedly saying he was undeserving, while Guan Xuejun didn’t mind.

"Speaking of which, we still have to thank Lu Lin. Without him, the two of us might have completely disappeared between heaven and earth."

"The two seniors overpraise me, I’m unworthy."

Lu Lin said politely, but his eyes constantly glanced at the giant divine sword, most of its body now exposed.

With the pool drained, Lu Lin could see most of the sword’s appearance.

More impressive than Lu Lin imagined.

The divine sword was not just 60 meters; the part revealed had already exceeded a hundred meters.

"Lu Lin, let’s not think about coveting this treasure."

Guan Xuejun said with a smile, glancing at Li Xuanjin beside him, "Little Eighteen came here to establish the Demon Slaying Sect for this divine sword. However, he tried many times and still couldn’t take it away."

"Of course, not to mention him, even our master came once specifically to try and failed to tame and refine it."

"But Little Eighteen was stubborn, and he actually rooted himself here, thinking one day he’d conquer this divine sword to break through to the Star Emperor Realm."

Hearing Guan Xuejun’s teasing, Li Xuanjin felt a bit embarrassed.

Back then, he was somewhat too arrogant, like a calf unafraid of a tiger, thinking if his master couldn’t do it, it didn’t mean he couldn’t either.

At that time, Li Xuanjin was indeed stubborn and didn’t listen to anyone, single-mindedly believing he could get the divine sword to recognize him as its master.

Because he was a sword fanatic who loved swords as if they were his life, he couldn’t pass up a divine sword like this.

Unexpectedly, this trial lasted thousands of years, and he almost got himself trapped by Hao Datong.

"Let’s go, let’s head back first. I still need to find Hao Datong together with Lu Lin."

Guan Xuejun said, and both Lu Lin and Li Xuanjin agreed, the three of them flying out of the cave together.