After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness suddenly expanded outward!

The entire Frozen Cave Heaven was clearly visible to him, with every blade of grass and every wisp of white mist moving with perfect clarity.

He opened his eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing in them.

"Comparable to the mid-stage of Core Formation."

The strength of one's spiritual sense at the mid-stage of Core Formation is already extremely rare among those of the same level. Using this as a foundation to control the sword as an weapon is truly like adding wings to a tiger.

He continued reading.

"These swords are also divided into different grades—based on the intensity of the sword energy released by the cultivator, the condensed swords are also divided into many levels:"

Swordsman, swordsman, sword general, sword god...

"Sword soldiers are the weakest, sword gods are the strongest... However, with my current strength, I'm afraid I can only condense sword soldiers at most. If I go all out, I might be able to barely condense a sword general."

Lin Fengmian silently estimated his limits and had a better understanding of them.

Without further hesitation, he sat cross-legged under the wondrous willow tree and began to comprehend these two supernatural powers.

The ethereal aura emanating from the drooping willow trees enveloped him like an invisible ray of light, enveloping his mind.

That feeling of clarity and emptiness surged into his heart again, elevating his comprehension to its peak at this moment.

Time slips away quietly during cultivation.

I don't know how much time passed—

Lin Fengmian exhaled a breath of stale air, his eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp glint flashed in them!

"One sword transforms into three pure beings!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword and gently slashed at the void in front of him.

A pure sword aura shot out from his fingertips, suddenly splitting, twisting, and condensing in mid-air—

Two figures materialized simultaneously, standing side by side with Lin Fengmian!

The two figures were exactly like Lin Fengmian, with identical facial features, physique, and expression, and even the aura emanating from them was almost the same.

"Hmm...it looks good."

Lin Fengmian looked the two clones up and down and nodded in satisfaction.

Although these two clones were half an inch shorter than him, their imposing presence was in no way inferior. Unless one looked closely up close, it would be impossible to tell the real from the fake.

"Come on, let's see what you're capable of."

With a thought, both of his clones moved simultaneously!

The clone on the left formed hand seals, and a dazzling golden seal condensed in its palms—"Nine Yang Divine Seal"!

The intense spiritual energy fluctuations were like the blazing sun overhead, and the scorching air waves rushed towards us!

The clone on the right pointed forward with its fingers like a sword—"Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"

Dozens of sword energies shot out from his fingertips like a torrential downpour, fierce and unparalleled!

The two attacks simultaneously blasted into an open area in front of them, kicking up clouds of dust! Two deep trenches were left in the ground, and rubble flew everywhere!

Lin Fengmian nodded repeatedly as he read.

"Not bad, not bad! Although the power is about 30% less than when I use it in my true form, it is still quite remarkable."

With another thought, his two clones dispersed, turning into specks of sword energy that vanished into the air.

At the same time, he also clearly felt that the spiritual power released by the two clones just now was drawn from his body.

The spiritual energy he consumed when he used "Nine Yang Divine Seal" and "Ten Thousand Swords Technique" was almost the same.

"Hmm...it really did take a lot of money."

Lin Fengmian sensed the rate at which the spiritual energy in his dantian was flowing out and secretly estimated it in his mind.

"With my current spiritual energy reserves, I can maintain two clones fighting at the same time for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. If I only maintain one clone, I can last even longer."

"If facing a cultivator of the same level, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn should be enough."

Having gained a clear understanding, he stopped worrying and began testing his second supernatural ability.

"Swords are our weapons!"

He swung his sword, and a pure sword aura shot out and landed on the ground!

As the sword light faded, a figure the size of a palm appeared on the ground—

It was in the shape of a small person, about half a foot tall, its body made of translucent sword energy, and it held a small wooden sword that was also translucent.

Lin Fengmian's lips twitched slightly.

"Hiss...why does he look so weak?"

This was quite different from the imposing and imposing image of a swordsman he had imagined...

It looks like a clay doll that was casually sculpted on the roadside.

"Little Earth Spirit, come here."

Lin Fengmian beckoned over the little fox demon who was squatting by the spirit field watching the commotion.

The little earth spirit hopped and skipped over, its fluffy tail wagging happily behind it:

"Master! What's wrong?"

Lin Fengmian pointed to the little figure on the ground and suppressed a laugh:

"Why don't you give it a try and see if you can beat it?"

The little earth spirit followed his gaze to the ground, blinked its big, bright eyes, and then nodded vigorously:

"Yes, Master!"

She deliberately made a fierce face, bared her little tiger teeth, and pounced on the little person with a "whoosh"!

The two little ones instantly started wrestling!

One was a fluffy little fox demon with a big tail, and the other was a translucent little figure wielding sword energy. The two little creatures rolled around on the ground, throwing punches and kicks at each other, having a great time.

Lin Fengmian watched from the side, his lips twitching.

"This scene...how come it's so hilarious?"

However, the outcome was decided in a short time.

The little fox demon plopped down on the little person's back and proudly waved her little fist:

"Hehe, I won!"

Before she could finish speaking, the little figure suddenly exploded with a "bang!" A sharp sword aura shot out from the explosion!

"call out!"

Before the little fox demon could react, the sword energy was already heading straight for her face!

"Be careful!"

Lin Fengmian reacted swiftly, instantly condensing a spiritual energy shield that firmly enveloped the sword energy. The sword energy surged and thrashed within the shield before gradually dissipating after a moment.

The little fox demon was startled and quickly hid behind Lin Fengmian, only showing half of her face, glaring angrily at the dissipating sword energy:

"Bad guy! He even launched a sneak attack!"

Lin Fengmian patted her head, looking thoughtfully at the dissipating sword energy on the ground.

"A single swordsman is indeed somewhat weak, but their numbers make up for it. And when they die, they self-destruct, releasing a burst of sword energy—"

A glint flashed in his eyes.

"In this way, combined with my Sword Qi Grand Gu, this thing becomes a mobile... tracking bomb."

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

"Each time a swordsman is killed, a wisp of sword energy is left in the surrounding environment. If the sword energy is powerful enough, the Gu can detonate these scattered sword energies."

That power would probably double again.

On a whim, he immediately decided to give it a try.

Lin Fengmian closed his eyes and awakened the powerful sword-qi Gu that had been dormant in his dantian. The golden sword-shaped pattern on the back of the Gu worm glowed slightly and emitted a soft buzzing sound.

"go."

Guided by his thoughts, the Gu worm transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the air, silently circling around him and beginning to absorb the residual sword energy in the air.

The sword energy fragments that were about to dissipate converged on the Gu worms like iron filings attracted by a magnet.

The golden patterns grew brighter and brighter, radiating an increasingly strong sword intent.