Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

All three magical treasures were forcibly blocked.

Lin Zhao didn't even glance at them.

Surrounded by countless bolts of lightning and protected by the Nine Luminaries Thunder Dragon, he sat motionless amidst the raging thunder, like a thunder god.

The power of the Heavenly Fiend continued to be drawn out from the clouds, flowing into his body in streams.

Upon seeing this, the few alien beings who had reached the Core Formation stage quickly fled far away.

With the magical artifact destroyed and my divine sense injured, staying any longer would likely cost me my life.

They walked very fast and soon disappeared into the depths of the sea.

Seven days later.

The thunderstorm lasted for a full seven days.

On the morning of the eighth day, the clouds finally began to disperse.

A crack appeared in the eastern sky, and sunlight streamed through the gap, shining on the sea.

The lightning gradually subsided, eventually turning into a faint, muffled rumble in the distance.

The third wisp of malevolent energy finally solidified in Lin Zhao's dantian.

The power of Heavenly Fiend. White, extremely fine, slowly drifting outside the vortex of spiritual energy.

It stands alongside the Blood Fiend Power and Earth Fiend Power—blood-red, black, and white.

The three strands of malevolent energy each occupied a corner, without interfering with each other, yet subtly forming a kind of harmonious response.

Lin Zhao opened her eyes.

He stretched out his right hand, his five fingers spread.

Three streams of malevolent energy surged out from his dantian at the same time, swirling and intertwining above his palm, repelling and attracting each other, emitting extremely faint sounds.

He then channeled his spiritual energy again.

The three streams of malevolent energy trembled simultaneously, transforming into sword energy.

The Blood Fiend Sword Qi was dark red, and a very faint layer of ferocious aura floated on its blade.

The Earthly Fiend Sword Qi was deep black, heavy and gloomy, and the sea surface sank an inch in the direction the sword tip pointed.

The Heavenly Fiend Sword Qi is silvery-white, with an extremely cold and sharp aura around the blade, accompanied by a very sharp sword whistle when it is drawn.

Three sword energies wove a net around him, slowly rotating.

Blood Fiend severs the body, Earth Fiend suppresses the form, Heaven Fiend annihilates the soul.

The three evil spirits combined can attack both the physical body and the soul simultaneously.

Then he clenched his five fingers.

He forcibly combined the three sword energies together.

The three kinds of malevolent energy tore at each other and merged, eventually transforming into a sword energy interwoven with three colors.

The sword energy lingered, hovering in his hand.

The sword seemed to be a solid object.

The three colors of light—blood red, black, and white—alternated and flowed, each flow carrying three distinctly different murderous intents.

The ferocity of the Blood Fiend, the profundity of the Earth Fiend, and the extreme coldness and sharpness of the Heaven Fiend condensed into a dazzling white light at the tip of the sword.

He flicked his finger.

The Three Fiends Sword Qi flew out a hundred feet and silently cut into the sea surface.

Wherever the sword energy passed, countless drops of seawater were forcibly parted.

A crack hundreds of feet long was cut open in the sea.

The seawater on both sides of the crack tried to merge towards the middle, but was blocked by the remaining malevolent energy and could not close.

Blood evil erodes, earth evil suppresses, and heavenly evil destroys.

The three forces joined forces to firmly block the seawater from both sides.

Cut off the river and block the river,

Dividing the territory and opening up the sea.

It took a full fifteen minutes for the seawater to slowly engulf the crack.

Lin Zhao watched the crack disappear and nodded.

The Three Fiends Sword Technique has been fully mastered.

He withdrew the Thunder Pool back into his body and looked up at the sky.

The sky overhead was a clear blue, with a few white clouds drifting swiftly westward in the sea breeze.

The sea surface returned to calm, reflecting the sunlight like a giant mirror.

He determined the direction, and then a beam of light rose, flying southeast.

As they passed through an unfamiliar sea area, Lin Zhao saw numerous beams of light rising and falling along the edge of an island in the distance, their spiritual energy mixed together.

He descended with his escape light and discovered that it was a market town run by a foreign race.

In the market, there were both human and alien cultivators, who actually lived together peacefully.

During his years in the Endless Demon Sea, he rarely set foot in the territories of other races. Since he was passing by, he might as well take a look.

The market is made up of a ring of small islands.

Hundreds of spirit boats were moored outside the island. The number was not large, but the quality was quite high, with most of them being second- or even third-tier spirit boats.

Many of the people coming and going in the market are Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The architectural style is also completely different from that of the human city.

The human race's markets are basically square pavilions, while the buildings here are mostly circular.

Large and small hemispherical stone houses are scattered among the islands, their surfaces covered with coral and shells, gleaming with a pearly luster in the sunlight.

The road wasn't paved with flagstones; it was made of crushed coral, which made a rustling sound when you stepped on it.

The coming and going creatures were of various shapes and sizes; some had fins on their backs, some had light blue skin, and a few had coral horns on their heads.

There were quite a few Qingyu Clan and Merfolk encountered before.

Of course, there were also a large number of humans mixed in among them.

Lin Zhao strolled around the market, bought some unique underwater spiritual materials, and then found an inn to stay in.

One of the inn's rooms was surprisingly on the lowest floor. Pushing open the door revealed a transparent crystal wall, beyond which lay the seabed, with schools of colorful fish swimming by.

He stood in front of it for a moment and thought it was indeed quite interesting.

He settled down in this market town. During the day, he would go out to stroll around, observing the cultivation methods and magical artifacts of the alien races, and at night he would return to his room to study the Three Fiends Sword Qi.

The Yin energy of the Three Fiends Sword Technique is used to temper the Yin spirit.

The Supreme Sword Soul of the Divine Soul Sword Tower cultivates the Yang God.

When the two are combined, they form the primordial spirit.

His ultimate goal in cultivating this sword technique was to explore the realm of the Nascent Soul's spiritual transformation.

He has completed the cultivation of the Three Fiends Sword Technique, and will no longer need to specifically seek out various fiendish energies; he can now generate Three Fiends Sword Energy using his own spiritual power. This saves him the biggest hassle.

One night, half a month later, Lin Zhao sat cross-legged in his room, his consciousness sinking into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Divine Soul Sword Tower floated silently in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, with countless divine soul sword energies on each of the nine-story golden tower.

He introduced the Three Fiend Sword Qi into the tower one by one—blood-red, black, and white. The three fiend energies roamed inside the tower, constantly colliding with the golden divine soul sword qi.

At first, there was repulsion; the malevolent energy and sword energy tore at each other, and each collision stirred up a golden ripple on the tower.

Lin Zhao adjusted and tested the method of merging sword energy little by little.

After countless collisions, the Three Fiends Sword Qi and the Divine Soul Sword Qi converged at the center of the tower, condensing into a brand new sword qi.

A dark golden sword aura hovered at the top of the Divine Soul Sword Tower.

Divine and malevolent sword energy.

The sword energy was only three feet long, but it hung there, causing the entire tower to tremble slightly.

The sword energy seemed to condense into a tangible sword body.

The dark golden sword aura was covered with extremely fine patterns—that was the power of the Three Fiends, and four-colored spiritual light faintly flowed around the edges of the sword aura.

Lin Zhao opened her eyes and tapped her fingertip.

The dark golden sword energy shot out from between his eyebrows and finally hovered three inches above his palm.

The sword energy was as thin as a willow leaf, but the power contained within the sword made him frown slightly.

The power of this attack has surpassed the grade of the Divine Soul Sword Tower, reaching the peak of the third tier.

Ordinary peak-level third-tier demonic beasts, or even peak-level Core Formation cultivators, would likely be unable to withstand this attack.

Moreover, this sword energy is a soul attack; once locked on within its range, there is no escape but to withstand it.