The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 236 Ten Years of Hard Work
"Ning Shuang, my original name is Liu Yi. Do you know why I changed it to Yi Dao?" The kind-faced old man's eyes flashed with a cold light. He finally stopped three zhang away from the woman in the white dress and said in a cold and arrogant voice, "Ten years ago, I could have advanced to the legendary level, but due to the cultivation method I practiced, I suppressed my realm for ten years! Just to maintain the state of being on the verge of breaking through, to hone and refine a sword technique. Now the sword technique is complete, and the sword energy has been generated. This sword is given to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the kind-faced old man stood upright with his hands raised, his robes fluttering even without wind, and a powerful whirlwind swirled around the blades.

Ten years to sharpen a knife!

"Hiss—" Upon hearing this, everyone present gasped, and looking at Liu Yidao, who was gathering sword light, their eyes suddenly showed awe.

The fourth and fifth elders, who were taking the opportunity to sit cross-legged and heal their injuries, were even more shocked. They opened their eyes and looked at each other, both of them sensing the fear in each other's eyes.

Liu Yidao was extremely patient and shrewd; such secrets would be difficult for outsiders to know unless he revealed them himself.

Compared to Feng Tianjue, such a person is even more terrifying, and they are even less willing to provoke him!

"This blade aura is rising at an extremely rapid and bizarre speed... it has already surpassed the eleventh level!"

A red light was drawn into Feng Ling's left hand and disappeared. Feng Ling's aura stabilized, he glanced ahead, lowered his head, and stroked the murky, earth-brown Fire-Tipped Spear with his left hand.

Long ago, he sensed the immense yet subtly hidden terrifying energy within Elder Liu Yidao's body, and he guessed it then:
The other party must have cultivated a strange technique that can forcibly suppress the improvement of cultivation level.

"Disciple, farewell!" A terrifying blade of light suddenly swept across the stone surface of the dueling platform, rushing towards the woman in the white dress. Liu Yidao's face turned pale instantly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

"Thick Earth Strike Technique!" No sooner had one wave subsided than another arose. Just as a snow-white storm was stirring around the woman in the white dress, a soft shout rang out.

With a strange blade of energy approaching from the front and a terrifying spear light striking from behind, Leng Ning Shuang bit her red lips tightly and ultimately chose to meet the approaching blade of energy with her Purple Frost Sword...

"Boom—" A deafening roar echoed from the dueling arena. The blade's energy, like a dragon returning to the sea, surged forward with unstoppable force, crashing violently into the surface of the snow-colored storm. Under the pressure of the blade's energy, the snow-colored storm spun rapidly. The two powerful forces collided and neutralized each other, scattering sharp wind blades in all directions.

Countless wind blades carved hundreds and thousands of deep furrows into the dueling arena, each capable of easily killing a tenth-level expert.

"Pfft—" After a few breaths, the snow-colored storm shattered and dissipated. Although the blade's aura dimmed slightly, it still collided with the purple frost sword with undiminished force.

A tremendous shockwave emanated from the sword, affecting the woman in the white dress. She coughed up a mouthful of blood, which stained the gradually dimming sword.

The purple light of the frost sword dissipated, and the blade's aura, like a wild beast ready to devour its prey, sliced ​​through a few strands of hair, stopping abruptly at the white-clad woman's snow-white neck!
Just as everyone was wondering, a purple figure suddenly appeared behind the woman in the white dress.

"Thick Earth Spear Technique, break!"

The Fire-Tipped Spear seemed to carry a weight of over ten thousand pounds, first striking the Blade Breath with its shaft, causing the latter to crumble and disintegrate like an earthen fortress.

Then, with the sharpness of the spear tip, it repeatedly struck the fragments of the blade's energy, completely obliterating them.

"Feng Ling!" Two furious shouts rang out across the entire arena, drowning out a soft murmur. The deadly blade strike was easily broken, and Liu Yidao, enraged, spat out a mouthful of blood. But upon hearing another roar, he immediately regained his composure.

Every time a baby hatches, it's a new beginning!
Life is not sustained by hope; rather, hope arises from perseverance… Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages present a pure land for your souls.

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