Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Qingxuan Sword Pavilion, in the Sword Tomb.
Su Ming, who had secretly returned three days ago, sat cross-legged in a secret spot in the Sword Catacomb and continued cultivating as usual.
At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was solemn.
Boundless sword qi was like ripples, sweeping through the ghosts and evil spirits within a hundred feet of the Sword Catacomb.
Countless divine lights circulated around his body, and his aura was extremely majestic, sacred and inviolable.
He was like an Emperor realm martial arts expert who ruled the world and looked down on all living beings!
At that moment, Su Ming was practicing the supreme Art that could absorb the power of his opponent's attacks and turn them into his own, the Emperor Realm Glazed Body.
Three days passed, and Su Ming only managed to condense the illusion of a powerful warrior with the might of an Emperor in the area above the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation in his sea of consciousness.
However, the problem was that this Dao Emperor's phantom was really too weak.
It was far inferior to the shadow of the Celestial Slaying Sword Formation in Su Ming's sea of consciousness.
One had to know that the phantom of the Celestial Slaying Sword Formation was actually extremely solid, as if it had materialized.
That was because the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique he cultivated had already been cultivated to the peak realm.
Therefore, he could easily trigger the power of the Immortal-killing Sword Formation and release the Immortal-killing Sword Qi that could cut through the Netherworld.
And this time, cultivating the God Rank cultivation technique, the Emperor Realm Glazed Body, was clearly not enough. He still needed some time.
"Try again!"
Once again, he executed the Divine Level Art that he had fused perfectly with, and Su Ming instantly entered a state of selflessness.
His eyes were still closed, and he looked solemn.
The Immortal Slaying Sword Qi protected his body on its own, and the Taiyi Sword Intent was released at will. Although he had entered a state of selflessness, the demons, ghosts, and evil spirits in the Sword Tomb did not approach at all!
Divine light circulated, and his aura was majestic. He was like a godless being who dominated the world.
The Emperor's shadow in Su Ming's sea of consciousness continued to solidify as Su Ming's vast and mighty Celestial Chi circulated through the air, but it was still a little lacking. It was not condensed enough.
Su Ming opened his eyes helplessly and sighed in his heart. The Art created by this great Emperor was too f * cking difficult to master.
Haste makes waste, let nature take its course.
There is nothing to do, so there is nothing to do.
Do not dare to do, do not do and succeed.
It is not because he is selfless, so he can achieve his selfishness!
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"Heh... The Taishang Laozi's Tao Te Ching was really good. And my three days of cultivation seemed to have been a little blinded by a leaf!”
Su Ming had always had a good temperament. He was neither arrogant nor rash, but he was steady and determined.
He firmly believed that if he cultivated the Emperor realm Glass Body created by the Emperor realm martial arts expert to the peak, he would definitely be able to crush his opponent in a battle with a top-notch martial arts expert. He would absorb the opponent's powerful attack power endlessly to strengthen himself and instantly destroy his opponent.
Su Ming thought to himself,'If the full-powered attack from a powerful warrior at the peak of his power is absorbed completely when I fight, and my own Celestial Chi is strengthened instead, what kind of exciting scene would that be?!”
Emperor realm glass body, as expected of the word Emperor realm!
If his cultivation realm was high enough, coupled with the heaven-defying effect of the Emperor realm Glass Body, it was not impossible for him to fight a group of top-notch martial arts experts alone!
When he thought of this, excitement appeared on Su Ming's face. He adjusted his presence slightly and entered a state of selflessness once again, throwing himself into his efficient training.
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Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion, Qing Xuan Peak, Main Hall.
"He went to the Snake Immortal Sect and then disappeared?”
On the main seat, Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang listened to Qing Xuan's Dark Shadow Guard report on the Ghost King Sect's previous Sect Master. She frowned slightly and was in deep thought.
As a super expert above the mid-level Profound Mystery Realm, he was actually willing to disappear without a trace. Just thinking about it didn't seem right!
What was wrong?
There must be something wrong with this abnormal situation!
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The twelve peaks of Qing Xuan were not the entirety of Qing Xuan Mountain.
On the north side of the twelve peaks, there was a majestic seven-story pavilion, the library pavilion.
There were countless sword techniques and sword scriptures in the library. There were countless authentic sword scriptures and only dozens of supreme-grade sword scriptures.
However, there were only a handful of top-notch sword techniques. Even so, Qingxuan Sword Pavilion was still the well-deserved leader of the sword path.
There was a teleportation array under the library that could teleport him to the end of the Asura Path.
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Thousands of years ago, the human world was plunged into misery, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and the Shura reigned.
"Later on, a super expert appeared in the world. With his vast and boundless cultivation strength, he turned the tide."
After killing more than half of the Shura Army and cutting off the Shura Path, the human world was able to enjoy thousands of years of peace.
After thousands of years of recuperation and preparation, their strength had almost recovered to its original state.
The eight Oracles of Qing Xuan, who were born in the Nuwa Clan, did not dare to let their guard down and tried their best to guard the place.
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One day, the eight Great Oracles seemed to have learned about the trial in the secret realm of the Three Emperors 'relic. It was a serious matter. They specially summoned from the end of the Asura Path and invited Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang and the other high-ranking officials of Qingxuan Sword Pavilion to discuss it.
Soon, Pavilion Master Ji led the twelve peaks of Qing Xuan to the library. They were teleported to the end of the Path of Asura through the teleportation formation below.
In the depths of an endless darkness, lava raged, demonic winds blew, and corpses were everywhere. It was like purgatory.
On an incomparably magnificent ancient altar stood eight peerless experts with incomparably majestic auras. These eight people all had human heads and snake bodies. Divine light surrounded their bodies, solemn and peaceful.
This was the end of the Asura Path, the ancient altar.
These eight top-notch experts with human heads and snake bodies were the strongest fighting forces of Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion. They were the Eight Great Oracles of Qing Xuan who were born in the Nuwa Clan.
"Your Excellency Priest, this is the general situation. What Yunshang said is the truth. Out of the 100 elite disciples who had gone to the Three Emperors 'ruins to train in the mystic realm, only the top 20 had survived.”
Princess Ji Yunchang cupped her hands slightly and reported the situation to Priest Lei of the eight Oracles.
The Thunder Priest was an old man with a snake's tail and a human body. He had an extremely powerful aura of thunder and lightning. Lightning flashed around his body, and he looked like a Thunder God who had descended into the world. He was extremely majestic.
"If it weren't for that young senior's secret help, the top elite disciples of our Qingxuan Sword Pavilion would have been wiped out. If that's the case, Qingxuan Sword Pavilion will definitely have no successor in the next hundred years! Until there was a shortage of resources and the situation was getting worse.”
"Yunshang also led the twelve peaks to Yan Luo Dian to investigate the Ghost King Sect's headquarters and the Ghost King Sect Master's corpse!”
Hearing this, Priest Lei shouted.
"Humph! What a bastard! The Ghost King Sect dared to refine the ancient 'devil corpse', that evil and vicious ghost!”
"But little girl Yunshang, I have never heard of the young expert who saved Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion!”
Upon hearing this, the various peak lords could not help but feel disappointed. If even the eight Great Oracles, who were extremely powerful experts, did not know that young senior, then their hopes of getting to know him would be dashed!
"He came from... Demon Fall Peak?"
At this moment, the frosty Ice Priest beside Priest Lei curled her snake tail and said thoughtfully.
" Hehe, he slaughtered the Ghost King Sect all by himself and killed the Ghost King Sect Master who was at the initial Profound Martial Realm. What a handsome move. Even I am tempted, hehe…"
At this moment, the Poison Priest dressed in green said in a delicate voice. Her face was charming and delicate, and she gently shook her snake tail, which was very eye-catching.
"Yunshang, I heard that the Ghost King Sect has a strange blood pool that is thousands of feet deep. Have you seen it?”
After a long while, the fire priest in red opened his mouth. Dark tribulation fire suffused his body, and his aura was extraordinary.
"Reporting to Priest Huo, Yunshang only saw an extremely wide empty pool. Occasionally, the netherworld energy from the ground would seep out.”
Upon hearing this, the mother fire priest's tiger body shook. How was this possible? How could the strange blood pool disappear without a trace?
"It's just a…Young man? The eight of us have never left the end of the Asura Path, nor have we transformed into youths!”
The Oracles shook their heads slightly. They thought for a long time but still had no idea.
In the past thousand years, he had seen tens of millions of experts on the continent, but he had never seen this young man.
"That's right!"
At that moment, Ji Yunshang muttered to herself.
Ji Yunshang knew that ever since Su Ming had entered Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion eight years ago, he had entered Fallen Demon Peak, which no one cared about. He had been cultivating in a low profile and had never shown his prowess.
His only friend should be Bai Jing Qiu. Perhaps, his teacher Gongsun Qiulin could be considered as one of them. However, it was obvious that she did not know his true cultivation level.
In just eight years, Su Ming had soared into the sky and looked down on all the heroes. If she had not run into him by chance, who would have thought that it would be this elegant and handsome young man!
After a while, Priest Mu, who had been silent all this while, said,""Little Yunshang, yesterday, I divined that the Diamond Temple on Purple Lotus Mountain will be facing a great calamity in the near future! The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. Seeing that we are both on the righteous path, this priest will stop here.”
This Wood Priest was dressed in green and held an ancient wooden staff. A piece of Five Elements Eight Trigrams hung on the top of the staff, faintly emitting the power of the Great Dao of Yin and Yang.
Hearing this, Ji Yunshang was slightly stunned and frowned.
"The Titanium Temple on Purple Lotus Mountain? The Buddhist seal…Buddha Dharma! Could it be…"
As if she had recalled something, Ji Yunshang's delicate body suddenly trembled, and her eyes revealed a trace of uneasiness.
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