The Holy City is majestic.
Yuan Qi surged, a heaven on earth.
Above the sky, there was another vast portal that led straight to the heavens.
That was the largest portal of Qian Yuan, called the World Gate of Ten Thousand Convergences, which used to receive visitors from all directions and prospered.
Nowadays, it had become the weakest place in Qian Yuan, and if the heavens attacked, they would definitely strike from here.
That was why the Kings of the Ancients, the Nine Saints, and many newborns who had crossed the threshold were all guarding the majestic gate here.
“It’s beautiful!”
Little White couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.
Old Devil Dokuro unfolded his divine thoughts and pointed in the distance,
“That location, that’s the Natural Dao Sect’s compound, not far away!”
Swoosh!
The crowd broke through the air.
It quickly reached its destination.
“Nature Palace!” Qin Li looked up.
Before his eyes.
A palace stood.
Green sandalwood, green glaze, ancient trees in the sky, and a green haze enveloping it.
This was the place where Ye Qingcang sat, equipped with a forbidding system that could not be attacked by even the ninth level of the Dharma Phase.
Before Qin Li and the others could enter, noises were heard in the distance.
“That’s the Calamity!”
“She’s a descendant of the Kun Peng, the guilty clan.”
“The Kun Peng Demon Emperor almost destroyed Qian Yuan, she’s no good either.”
A group of ancient cultivators were filled with cold colours, most of them were Nirvana giants, and a few of them were even Dharma phase powerhouses, young talents with heavenly arrogance.
Bei Moi Washed Dust was surrounded in the middle.
With a plain long dress and green hair like a waterfall, she was already at half-step Dharma phase cultivation.
Once the little princess of the Kun Peng Holy Land, has long since ceased to be childish and youthful, on the contrary, there is also some more despondency.
Back then, the Kun Peng Demon Emperor’s madness grand method, devouring all the living beings in the Easy World, the Kun Peng completely wiped out the clan, only their mother and daughter, foresight, hid in the Natural Dao Sect, escaped a disaster.
“Jin Xuan, you teased several times, what exactly do you want.” Bei Moi Washed Dust clenched her shell teeth, her green hair flying. Ever since the return of Yuan Zhou, she had been met with more than a few blank stares, being called the Kun Peng Sin Daughter, and was not treated well.
“Of course it is to search for the Kun Peng Demon Emperor!”
Jin Xun wore a gorgeous robe, his eyes were white gold, bursting with sword awnings, and he was condescending.
“Back then, when Yuan Zhou returned, the Kun Peng Demon Emperor almost spoiled the big event, but fortunately, he was crushed by the three males and escaped in a mess, half dead. As the Platinum Saint Son, I deserve to find him and do justice for Heaven.”
Bei Moi Washed Dust was filled with grief and indignation, “How many times have I said that we have nothing to do with the Kun Peng Demon, much less know where he is.”
“Then where is Qin Li? You should know!” Golden Dazzle pressed on step by step, his Dharma phase aura pressing down on the masonry on the ground to the point where it clicked and cracked.
“I don’t know either.”
Bei Moi Washed Dust’s face changed slightly.
The vast majority of the Ancient Celestials were all searching for traces of Qin Li.
They all wanted to crush Qin Li and step on the Great Sun Sword God’s name, becoming the number one heavenly pride of Qian Yuan and making a name for themselves.
“Don’t know this, don’t know that, it seems like you’re refusing to tell the truth without some means.” Jin Xuan snorted coldly, his innate mana surged, transforming into a platinum sword awn, cutting through the long sky and trapping the earth.
Bei Moi Shui Chen couldn’t resist at all.
Tear!
Suddenly.
A sword light travelled across thousands of miles.
It directly cut apart the white gold sword light and protected Bei Moi Washed Dust.
“Who is it that comes here and dares to meddle in the Platinum Sacred Land’s idle business!” Golden Dazzle’s eyes flashed with a ferocious light as he glanced sideways.
“Aren’t you looking for me?”
Qin Li stepped into the air with Tai Chu in hand.
The Doktor Old Devil struck out and directly ingested Bei Moi Washout.
“Qin Li!”
Bei Moi Washed Dust was pleasantly surprised.
This was followed by a look of horror:
“You should leave quickly, all those Dharma Phase Celestials are going to seek you out.”
“Although you have superb qualifications, your cultivation years are too short, you’re simply no match for them.”
Qin Li said indifferently, “It doesn’t matter, the Dharma Phase is weak compared to me.”
“Hahaha!”
Jin Xun laughed outright:
“So you’re Qin Li, unable to recognise the situation until now.”
“The Ancient Celestial Pride has returned, some of them have already crossed the threshold to become kings, you are afraid that you have just become a Dharma Phase, so I advise you to obediently hand over your Immortal Sword to avoid the calamity.”
Clang!
The Platinum Killing Sword was sheathed.
The nine artefact orifices flowed with white gold sword awnings.
The moment it struck, it was a killing tactic to crush Qin Li and make a name for himself.
“Sculptor’s little skill!” Qin Li didn’t even bother to use his divine aptitude, using his sword box as a shield against the platinum killing awns as he approached in an instant.
“What?”
Golden Dazzle was violently startled.
Before he could react, Qin Li made a move.
“One Sword Pure Vajra!”
Swoosh!
Taichu slashed down.
Carrying out Fearless Great Courage.
Essence, Qi, and Spirit united, Pure Yang to the Big Dipper.
Clang!
A crunching sound.
The Nine Orifices Platinum Sword broke.
Jin Xun’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Then with a piercing sound, his chest opened up, spilling blood on the long street and steaming his essence.
“Spare your life, tell those ancient cultivators that I’m back, and if you covet my treasures, be prepared to fall.”
Swoosh!
Collecting the sword into the box.
Qin Li waved his sleeve and turned around.
Dashing like the morning breeze, casual like flowing water.
The battle was but a single breath, and he had already thwarted his strong enemy, showing off his style.
Bei Moi Washed Dust stared in dismay, “Once upon a time, we were both at the first level of Nirvana, and now you’ve left me far behind.”
The group of barbaric ancient cultivators from earlier were so frightened that they shouted in horror, “He’s Qian Yuan’s number one heavenly pride, what a terrifying sword, quickly take the holy son back.”
There were quite a few passersby on the street who watched on, shocked and sighed:
“The Sword God comes out of the world, the Sacred City is in turmoil.”
Qin Li was fearless.
With a group of family members and friends, he returned to the Nature Palace.
“I’ll open the door!” Bei Moi Washed Dust took out the token and opened the portal.
Suddenly!
A voice came out.
“Have a chat in the back hall.” Ye Qingcang’s divine thoughts transmitted a voice.
Qin Li smiled faintly, and with a group of friends and relatives, he arrived at the rear hall.
In the middle of the hall.
Three people stood.
Ye Qingcang was dressed in green.
His eyes were joyful, like a spring breeze.
“You came without even saying a word, I don’t even have a banquet to entertain.”
Next to him was a green-skirted young girl, illusory and unreal, spiritually flying like an immortal, precisely the instrumental spirit of the Ninth Tribulation King’s Artifact, Qingcheng.
“Qin Li, thank you for saving my daughter.” Bei Moxia was no longer as graceful and luxurious as before, so she wore a simple plain dress, only that her cultivation far surpassed that of before, reaching the first level of the Transitional Tribulation realm.
“A few seniors have vast divine minds, they must have already known the situation in the outside world, but it was just the experience of Bei Moi Washing Dust, I’ve been rash.” Qin Li instantly understood that the three kings here could not possibly ignore the outside world.
“Haha!”
Ye Qingcang laughed out loud:
“It’s alright, we haven’t seen each other for a long time, we need to have a good drink.”
Bei Moxia raised her hand and waved, jade tables and wooden stools, delicacies and spiritual fruits. Qingcheng, on the other hand, took out several jars of ten thousand year old wines, scented with Hua Yun.
Several people took their seats.
Raising their glasses and drinking, they chatted about the past.
Qin Li took out the Cang Qing Yin Order, “Sect Leader, this is your token.”
Ye Qingcang was incredulous: “This Sect Leader token, was taken away by the Holy Spirit, how did it get into your hands?”
Qingcheng was astonished, “Big brother is protective, this token is definitely in the hands of the Twin Kings, even if you are superb in battle, it’s impossible for you to get it back?”
Qin Li said indifferently, “I ravaged the Twin Kings, forcefully suppressed the Holy Spirit, and retrieved this token with irrefutable greatness.”
Sniffing!
“Hahaha!”
The three kings laughed at the same time.
“Qin Li, this joke of yours is truly amusing.”
Qin Li laughed as well, this kind of thing could not be explained clearly at all.
Clang.
The Kurenai Twin Swords came out of their sheaths.
Transforming into two Daoist children, he said:
“Sister, what master said is true.”
“Why are you calling him master!” Qingcheng scurried up in fear.
“Isn’t this the King of Kurenai, the King of Autumn Slaughter’s seven-jacked King’s Weapon? Why would it be loyal to you?” Ye Qingcang was also shocked.
The artefact spirit showed up.
The battle from not long ago was replayed.
The three Transitional Kings were completely dumbfounded.
They froze in place, their minds dulled, unable to react for a long time.
“Sect Leader, drink!” Qin Li reminded.
Ye Qingcang woke up like a dream, “I didn’t realise that you had already ascended to the extreme.”
Qin Li shook his head, “It’s just relying on external forces, not a true hero.”
Qingcheng frowned, “Ai! My brother is too protective, and for the sake of the Twin Kings, he had a gap with you, so he really shouldn’t have.”
Bei Mo Xia was rather speechless, “I thought that saints have no desires!”
“Not true!”
Old Devil Dugu said,
“Only stones have no desires.”
Fu Zi smiled, “Saints also have selfishness and nastiness.”
Qin Li instantly became interested: “I’ve always thought that saints are radiant and infinite, but I never imagined that there are doors within, can you tell us more carefully?”
The Doktor Old Devil pondered for a moment and said, “To condense the Dharma Phase, one needs to understand desire, which is essentially selfishness. The conditions for becoming a saint are also not difficult, it is to seek the Dharma for all beings, which is essentially selflessness.”
“To blaze a path and create a Dharma that is unique, not only can you use it yourself, but you can also pass it on to your descendants and prosper the world. And behind every holy law lies a vision.”
