Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Upon returning to Tianxing City, the little girl did not immediately go to Miaoyin Sect, but instead went straight to the fiftieth level of the cave.

The closer the jade pendant held tightly in his hand got, the more blurred his vision became.

Almost instinctively, she stumbled and staggered toward the familiar forbidden entrance.

With a soft thud, she was caught completely off guard and crashed into an invisible barrier.

The restriction was activated, and a layer of resilient blue light suddenly appeared, blocking the little girl from entering.

The impact wasn't severe, but the sudden appearance of the azure light barrier that isolated the inside from the outside became the final straw that broke her back.

The little girl's eyes grew increasingly vacant as she leaned against the cold, icy light curtain and slowly slid to the ground.

She bent her legs, hugged her knees, bit her lower lip, and buried her face in them, as if only in this way could she suppress the heart-wrenching scream in her throat.

Wang Ning, Wang Ning.

We don't need this name!

What kind of blessing?

What does "peace and prosperity" mean?

It's all fake, fake...

With her parents gone and the Miaoyin Sect in turmoil, she became a rootless duckweed.

Senior Li is right, it's better to rely on yourself than on others.

Her parents entrusted her with the responsibility of taking over the Miaoyin Sect before they passed away.

Wang Ning, oh Wang Ning.

How can we wallow in self-pity and wallow in self-pity here?

Aside from giving those who covet the Wonderful Sound Sect an opportunity, what else can it change?!

She slowly stood up, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed all her weakness and sorrow back to the deepest part of her heart.

We must avenge our parents and protect the foundation of the Miaoyin Sect.

Those who are eyeing this opportunity and want to take advantage of the chaos, don't even think about getting their hands on it!

The two older sisters must be in seclusion at the moment.

They are probably unaware of the events that have occurred on Kuixing Island.

The outer layer of the cave is a blue barrier...

Wang Ning shook her head; there was no point in delving into these matters now.

The most urgent task is to return to Miaoyin Sect immediately.

With both parents gone, the entire household must be in a state of panic and chaos.

When people's hearts are scattered, everything comes to an end.

Those forces that have long coveted the Miaoyin Sect's territory or have grudges against it may well take this opportunity to cause trouble.

Despite his young age and low cultivation level, only at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

But no matter how heavy the burden, no matter whether she could manage it or not, she had to shoulder it.

Miaoyin Sect is the lifeblood of the Wang family and must not be destroyed in her hands.

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Lu Jianghe stepped out of the teleportation array on Kui Xing Island.

The sky was gloomy and dark, heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe, and all around were ripples of violent and chaotic spiritual energy.

Previously, there were doubts: if the Kui Xing Island incident was caused by collusion between insiders and outsiders, why could the teleportation array still function?

Just now, during the teleportation, I learned that the Sixth Elder of the Star Palace had activated the "Celestial Orbit Fixation" of the main teleportation array.

This method does not require the coordination of formations at both ends; it uses the stars in the celestial sphere as a guide for direct teleportation.

Once the incident subsided, the Sixth Elder, due to his injuries, did not stay to clean up the mess. Instead, he lifted the seal on the Kui Xing Island teleportation array and returned to Tianxing City.

As Lu Jianghe's gaze swept over them, the two array stone statues shattered completely, and a huge crack appeared in the barrier that maintained the balance between the inner and outer seas.

From then on, all monsters of the seventh rank and below could use the outer sea of ​​Kui Xing Island as a springboard to freely enter the inner sea.

He continued to scan the area with his divine sense several more times, but still couldn't find Han Li's aura.

They run really fast.

At this moment, most of the protective formation of Kui Xing Island has collapsed.

The surviving monks on the island are doing their best to salvage the situation.

If even this last barrier cannot be held up, many more will die when the first wave of beasts arrives.

The Kui Xing Island cultivators guarding the teleportation array mistook Lu Jianghe for someone sent by the Star Palace when they saw him appear.

However, before they could speak, Lu Jianghe's figure flickered, transforming into a streak of azure light, and instantly disappeared into the horizon.

He stood between the sea and the sky, his thoughts shifting slightly.

The natal flying sword "Waterfall" plummeted from the sky and plunged straight into the sea.

A powerful divine sense spread out without reservation from its own center.

In an instant, it covered a vast sea area of ​​five or six hundred miles in radius, taking in every ripple and every breath.

With a command of "Imperial Edict".

The "pouring water" formed by 9,999 sword energies suddenly split apart.

The sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, unleashing a devastating attack on any demonic beast of the second rank or higher.

Almost instantly, streams of scarlet "flowers" rolled and rose from the seabed.

Starting from the sea area at the foot of the Lujiang River, it rapidly spread and proliferated outwards.

The area churning with blood expanded rapidly, its speed comparable to the escape light of a Core Formation cultivator flying at full speed.

Lu Jianghe had no time to clean up the mess left by Xinggong.

However, he didn't mind casually slaying the monsters that came from other realms.

His divine sense covered a radius of three or four hundred miles in the sea, but he still could not find Han Li, nor even a trace of his familiar aura.

Lu Jianghe frowned slightly, then focused his divine sense into a line and swept it towards the southwest.

As for the Kui Xing Island area behind him, he completely ignored it and stopped paying attention to it.

His divine sense surged forward like a tidal wave, covering the curved surface and instantly approaching five hundred miles away.

Just as the investigation was nearing its limit, with Saturdays off, and every update of "Mortal Cultivator: Fifteen Realms of Sword Cultivation" confirmed, two faint yet intertwined auras were finally detected somewhere in the southwest.

One of them was a remnant that Han Li had deliberately concealed.

When the divine sense is used at full power, the pressure feels almost tangible.

Everything that flies in the sky and swims in the sea can clearly feel that terrifying oppressive aura.

Lu Jianghe turned and rode the wind away.

Beneath the sea surface, clusters of "blood flowers" continue to expand rapidly outwards, resembling a cruel and eerie painting.

After receiving another decree from him, the flying sword "Drizzle" roamed freely within the vast sea area covered by his divine sense.

Whenever the aura of a demonic beast is revealed, no matter how deeply it is hidden, it will be accurately locked onto.

The sword-like threads fell like rain, fine and silent.

This is the true meaning of "sword energy turning into silk".

The fifth-tier demon beast could not even withstand a wisp of sword thread. Its inner core was instantly pierced, and its soul was directly destroyed. It did not even have time to let out a wail before falling silent.

Even higher-level demonic beasts, after struggling for a short while, would meet the same fate under the all-pervasive and incredibly sharp sword threads.

An unnamed island, no more than a few miles in circumference, is more like a huge reef jutting out of the sea than an island.

At this moment, a chilling killing intent permeated this small area.

The ancient-surnamed cultivator, dressed in the robes of the Six-Linked Palace and at the Core Formation stage, had a gloomy expression and was locked in combat with Han Li and Qu Hun.

He didn't take the two Foundation Establishment juniors in front of him seriously.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed an ice spell, shattering the reef into flying rocks and sending waves crashing.

This is even with him holding back.

Han Li's expression was solemn as he dodged and weaved with all his might. The light of the Azure Origin Sword Shield flickered, blocking most of the aftershocks of the attack.

He was inwardly groaning, despite having laid out numerous backup plans.

Even against a Core Formation cultivator who had suffered a great loss of vital energy, he was still powerless and unable to fight back.

If the other party hadn't intended to capture him alive, once they got serious, he and Qu Hun, both pseudo-core cultivators, wouldn't have even had a chance to put up a fight.

Qu Hun began to activate the Blood Fiend Blade.

Seeing this, Elder Gu's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Fragments of magical artifacts? A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you possess an endless array of methods. Just how many secrets are you hiding? I'm becoming increasingly curious."

To buy time, Han Li held nothing back, unleashing his full power to activate his sword technique, splitting into seven cyan figures.

Seven figures, wielding swords, surrounded the cultivator surnamed Gu. Their hands flashed with light as they unleashed sharp, azure beams of light, shooting out like a sudden storm.

The latter remained arrogant, but his spiritual energy surged, condensing into a layer of light purple spiritual light shield.

"Bang bang bang—!"

The dense sword energy struck the protective shield, only creating ripples before dissipating and vanishing without a trace, leaving not even a crack.

Seeing that the attack was futile, a fierce glint flashed in Han Li's eyes. With a determined heart, he and his seven clones simultaneously soared into the sky.

In an instant, the seven figures merged into one in the air, transforming into a blindingly large azure sword light, which fiercely pierced through the air and struck the protective barrier.

Qu Hun also unleashed the full power of the Blood Fiend Blade, its blade radiating a surge of crimson light before striking the opponent's back.

At the same moment, the enormous cyan sword light that Han Li had transformed into also appeared.

The blue and red clashed, and a deafening explosion erupted!

However, the pale purple protective shield only fluctuated violently, flickering and undulating, yet it remained incredibly resilient, forcefully withstanding the combined attack of thunder from both sides.

"snort!"

The cultivator surnamed Gu swayed slightly, then steadied himself, the last trace of mockery in his eyes turning completely cold.

"Young man, my patience is limited. Don't force me to use my full power!"

Before the words were even finished, the protective shield creaked and cracked.

Upon seeing this, the cultivator surnamed Gu frowned slightly, then swung his hands horizontally, unleashing a sharp shockwave that sent the two flying, and the protective barrier dissipated.

Han Li was sent flying backward, his blood surging, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, as he slammed his hand on the storage bag at his waist.

In an instant, more than a dozen talismans of different colors, shimmering with spiritual light, shot out.

Lightning, fire, wind blades, and ice thorns surged densely, instantly engulfing the spot where the ancient cultivator had been.

Han Li didn't linger, flying back into the magic array he had set up as a backup plan, without even turning his head back.

"Enough! Go to hell!"

The angry shout of the ancient cultivator shook the sea, causing waves to surge.

A gilded bowl hung above his head, radiating countless rays of light that effectively blocked all talisman attacks.

However, the hem of the brocade robe was charred black, indicating that the hasty response had resulted in a hidden loss.

Just as he was about to make a move, he sensed a terrifying aura that made his soul tremble, sweeping towards this sea area from the direction of Kui Xing Island at an incredible speed!

"A Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The cultivator surnamed Gu's expression changed drastically. The Extreme Yin Demon had arrived so quickly?!

at the same time.

Han Li was deeply shaken, and immense fear instantly seized his entire mind.

Dealing with a Core Formation cultivator is already so difficult; we've practically used all our trump cards.

At this moment, a Nascent Soul cultivator has actually arrived in person?!

Where...where can we escape to?

Han Li's heart instantly turned ice-cold.

Even against a formidable enemy at the Core Formation stage, one can still rely on a variety of methods to maneuver and fight for a sliver of hope.

However, the mere sweep of divine sense by the Nascent Soul cultivator made the circulation of his internal magical power sluggish and difficult.

Faced with such an absolute power disparity, any calculation seems pale and powerless.