The First Venerable of All Paths

"Think of a solution quickly."

Watching the blood-red net slowly descend, Xiao Jinyu said, "If you don't want to die here."

She had just tried several methods, but found that she couldn't get out of the place at all.

The heavens and earth seemed to be bound by a blood-red net, cutting off their escape route.

"I'll give it a try."

Faced with the strongest attack from a fifth-level Divine Intent Realm expert, Fang Xuan had absolutely no confidence.

This so-called Evil Eye Devouring Heaven technique is far more powerful than the previous forbidden techniques of the evil race.

But Fang Xuan did not want to give up.

"return."

With a thought, the Phoenix Cry Sword and the Azure Lotus Sword flew back to Fang Xuan's side, swirling around him.

He closed his eyes slightly and began to circulate the Myriad Swords Return to Nothingness Technique.

When he opened his eyes again, the power of his soul surged within his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Divine Soul Realm has leaped to the second rank!

The sword bones trembled, and all the innate sword energy within his body was poured into the two swords.

"Buzzing!"

A flurry of sword shadows emanated from the two longswords.

The long sword stood upright, forming a magic array.

"The Return to Nothingness Sword Formation, break!"

Fang Xuan let out a cold shout, and a chilling yet scorching sword intent erupted and swept across the sword formation, slashing towards the oppressive blood net.

This time, the power of the Guixu Sword Formation is stronger than ever before.

"Snap!"

The blood net shattered, clashing with the sword energy.

However, no matter how much sword energy there is, these blood nets are endless and inexhaustible.

"Kid, don't waste your energy."

Xie Gui sneered, "Even if you have a thousand tricks up your sleeve, they are nothing but a mirage before me, unable to stir up the slightest ripple."

As he spoke, Xie Gui reached out and pointed forward.

The blood network intertwined, eventually coalescing into a gigantic eye that covered the heavens and the earth.

"Snap!"

The sword energy dissipated, and the sword formation also separated, turning into two long swords that pierced into Fang Xuan's body.

"snort!"

Blood flowed from Fang Xuan's mouth and nose, and his life force plummeted.

"It can't be broken!"

Despite the excruciating pain coursing through his body, Fang Xuan's face remained tense.

Although the Azure Lotus Sword can suppress various evil forces, there is a limit to its effectiveness.

Fang Xuan's strength was insufficient, resulting in the power of the two flying swords being completely suppressed by Xie Gui.

As the saying goes, "The higher the virtue, the greater the temptation."

Xie Gui laughed wildly: "Boy, although your power can restrain mine, your cultivation level is too low."

At this moment, the enormous blood-red eye had locked onto Fang Xuan and his companion.

It was as if they wanted to capture them into their blood-red eyes.

"There's no chance anymore."

Xiao Jinyu gave a bitter smile: "I never thought I'd die here with someone like you."

"Now is not the time to despair."

Even when faced with a desperate situation, Fang Xuan showed no sign of panic or despair.

He casually wiped the blood off his face, but it stained his face completely, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

Fang Xuan stepped forward once again, shielding Xiao Jinyu behind him.

"I'll break this thing apart in a bit, you'd better get out of here."

Xiao Jinyu was startled, her beautiful eyes glaring at Fang Xuan: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't ask, just get ready!"

Fang Xuan grabbed with both hands.

The Undying Phoenix Flame and the Azure Lotus Karmic Flame appeared in his palm.

Golden patterns shimmered all over its body.

"go!"

Fang Xuan shouted, and two flames, one transforming into a firebird and the other into a blue lotus, shot out like two streams of light.

"call!"

Flames burst forth, transforming into a sea of ​​fire that surged toward the enormous, blood-red eyeball.

The giant eye paused slightly, but only for a moment, as the crimson energy began to suppress the power of the two flames.

"Not enough!"

Fang Xuan's body emitted the sound of bones cracking under the unbearable pressure, and his essence and blood reversed as he forcibly increased his strength.

"sucker Punch!"

Seeing that Fang Xuan still wouldn't give up, Xie Gui revealed a mocking expression and threw his spear directly, which shot towards Fang Xuan like a gray lightning bolt.

With the combined force of the two, Fang Xuan could no longer withstand it and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, the spear was successfully intercepted, burned, and melted.

The flames that filled the sky were also extinguished.

"Fang Xuan!"

Supporting the swaying Fang Xuan, Xiao Jinyu said irritably, "Are you out of your mind?"

Fang Xuan took a few heavy breaths, but had no intention of giving up.

A Bagua pattern appeared in his eyes.

Within the Qi Sea, the fragments of the Three Thousand Array Diagrams stirred slightly, about to emerge from the Qi Sea, intending to fight to the death.

"Snap!"

Just then, the sound of a mirror shattering suddenly rang out.

The enormous, bloodshot eye, which was already within arm's reach, was suddenly split in two.

The sword energy burst forth, shattering the bloodshot eyes.

"Wow!"

In mid-air, Xie Gui spat out a mouthful of blood, and his smile froze on his face.

He stared at the figure that slowly emerged from mid-air, his pupils shrinking in disbelief.

"Qing...Qinghe? You...how could you...?"

Xie Gui looked like he had seen a ghost, and even became incoherent as a result.

Because of that figure.

It turned out to be a man in a blue robe.

The man had an upright posture and a unique temperament.

He possesses both the scholarly spirit and the sharp edge of swordsmanship.

Two completely different temperaments, yet they blend perfectly in him.

Looking at the astonished Xie Gui, Qing He smiled and said in a gentle voice, "What's wrong? So surprised to see an old friend?"

"How could this be? How could you not be dead!"

Xie Gui clearly remembered that his casual strike had completely destroyed Qing He's lingering will.

But now, he is standing alive and well right in front of me.

"It seems you're disappointed. I'm truly sorry."

Qinghe's tone was sincere, with not a trace of sarcasm or mockery.

Xie Gui knew that Qing He hadn't actually mocked him.

Because that's always been his way.

Treat others with sincerity.

But the more this happened, the angrier Xie Gui became.

"Qinghe, don't pretend to be profound!"

Xie Gui's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "You're nothing more than a clone formed from the burning sword heart, aren't you?"

"Do you think this will save them?"

"dream!"

Qinghe stood with her hands behind her back.

His slender body, like a towering mountain peak, stretches across the sky.

Seeing the furious Xie Gui, Qing He lowered her gaze, glanced at the weak-breathing boy, and a look of relief appeared on her face.

"I have waited three hundred years and finally found such a perfect successor. How can I let him die in your hands?"

Qinghe laughed and said, "Xie Gui, how about we stop here?"

"Are you begging me?"

Xie Gui laughed so hard his voice was distorted, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

"Three hundred years ago, you would rather have your body scraped away inch by inch, your soul obliterated, and be turned into a puppet than bow your head and submit."

Xie Gui sneered, "Now, you're actually begging me for some brat?"

"How ironic!"

"The more you act this way, the less I'll let that kid go."

Xie Gui's face twisted in rage as he roared, "You imprisoned me here for three hundred years and even allowed you to successfully find a successor! How could I let you have your way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, crimson lotus flowers bloomed behind Xie Gui.

On each lotus petal is imprinted a distorted human face.

These people were all the powerful individuals who entered the secret realm with Xie Gui and perished there.

After their fall, their remnant souls were collected by Xie Gui using secret methods, and it took three hundred years to refine them into this Seven-Leaf Red Lotus.

"Soul Devouring!"

Xie Gui formed hand seals, and the seven human faces on the lotus leaf were forcibly extracted by Xie Gui, finally condensing into a giant human face that opened its mouth and pounced towards Qing He.

This is a combination of seven divine soul forces.

Its power is equivalent to a full-force attack from a peak-level expert in the Divine Realm.

Why would you do this?

Qinghe shook her head and sighed, seemingly somewhat helpless.

"Fang Xuan, watch carefully."

Qinghe's warm and gentle voice rang in Fang Xuan's ears.

"I will only teach you once. As for how much you can learn, that depends on your own destiny."

Immediately, Qinghe raised her arm and pointed her finger forward a little.

At the fingertips, a bluish light blooms like a divine radiance.

"Buzz!"

Finally, a thin, hair-like cyan sword aura shot out and struck the giant face.

"Snap!"

It's like a mirror being shattered from the center by a sharp weapon.

Spiderweb-like cracks covered the entire mirror surface before it finally collapsed with a crash.

One strike!

With just one strike, Xie Gui's most powerful, trump card attack was easily broken by Qing He.

"impossible!"

Xie Gui coughed up a mouthful of blood, suffering severe injuries.

He hissed, "Even if you burn your sword heart, how could you possibly possess such power?"

"Did you see it clearly?"

Qinghe ignored him and looked at Fang Xuan with a hopeful look in her eyes.

He had suppressed his power as much as possible, hoping that Fang Xuan could see clearly.

Otherwise, that sword strike just now would have been enough to take half of Xie Gui's life.

"I understand."

Fang Xuan nodded vigorously and said, "But I haven't learned it yet."

"Um?"

Qinghe was taken aback, then chuckled and said, "There's no need to comfort a dying man like me. It's already quite good that you can see things clearly."

"A swordsman seeks only one sword."

Fang Xuan's words made Qing He's eyes light up, and she stared intently at Fang Xuan.

"Anything else?"

His voice trembled slightly.

"The essence of swordsmanship lies in the word 'sword' itself."

Fang Xuan said seriously, "My natal flying sword is a sword, and my divine weapon is a sword."

"Even grass, trees, bamboo, and rocks can be made into swords."

Fang Xuan's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he said firmly, "No matter how many sword moves, sword techniques, and sword skills you have, they are just icing on the cake."

"No matter how powerful the enemy, one sword is all it takes!"

The boy's words were resounding and carried the clang of a sword.

As soon as he spoke, a sound of metal and jade colliding emanated from Fang Xuan's body.

"The Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Void" has entered the second level.

"Well done, well done! Even grass, trees, bamboo, and rocks can be used as swords."

Qinghe clapped his hands and laughed, saying loudly, "What we sword cultivators pursue and seek is nothing more than one sentence."

"All the gods and immortals in the heavens are but a single sword strike away!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qinghe's body radiated a blue light, as if she had broken through some shackle and stepped into a completely new realm.

A clear mind and boundless sword energy.

Its aura was ethereal and mysterious.

A single thought can lead to profound understanding!

"Qinghe, you..."

Xie Gui said in a trembling voice, "You actually broke through to the Profound Realm?"

The Profound Realm is the ultimate goal that countless martial artists pursue throughout their lives.

Not to mention, Qinghe is also a sword cultivator at the Tongxuan Realm!

"yes."

Qinghe said softly, "Although it is three hundred years too late, if one hears the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening."

He seemed nonchalant, but his tone was actually filled with endless regret and sorrow.

He realized it too late.

Fang Xuan was also somewhat downcast.

He could see perfectly well that Qinghe was able to condense a clone not only because he burned his last remaining will and sword heart, but also because of the chaotic origin he had previously injected.

"Heh, Qinghe, stop fooling yourself!"

Xie Gui sneered, "Even if you reach the Profound Realm, you're at your last gasp, a final burst of energy before death. Once your remnants dissipate, they will die just the same!"

You're right.

Qinghe nodded in deep agreement and said, "Then, I can only see you off for now, so we can keep each other company on the way."

As he spoke, Qinghe grabbed with his large hand.

Streaks of sword energy gathered from his palm, and with a flick of his wrist, they blew towards Xie Gui like a gentle breeze.

Xie Gui tried to stop them, but the sword energy easily broke through his spiritual power and pierced through his limbs.

"The profound and mysterious are invincible!"

Xie Gui was horrified and turned to flee.

"In vain."

Qinghe gently shook her head, then opened her mouth and spat out a wisp of azure sword light.

The sword's light surged, like wind, like clouds, like a tide.

Xie Gui, who had already flown hundreds of meters away, suddenly saw the void above his head crack open, and a dazzling sword aura slashed down.

With a scream, Xie Gui's body exploded like fireworks.

Throughout the entire secret realm, there is a sword path ravine that stretches straight to the end.

The sword energy stretched three thousand feet, furiously cleaving through nineteen continents.