The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

Jiangzhou, Kuangshan.

This place was originally a scenic spot, the most famous of which was the Jiutian Waterfall, which attracted a constant stream of visitors every day.

Seven days ago, the aura of the spiritual sword was leaked, and this place was completely sealed off.

The cordon stretched for hundreds of miles, with heavily armed special forces soldiers standing in formation, their expressions solemn as if facing a formidable enemy.

A booming sound came from afar, growing louder as it approached from the sky.

The fighter jets broke through the clouds, swept over the towering green peaks, and cruised at low altitude along the mountain range, their wings whipping up a fierce wind, firmly sealing off the entire high-altitude area.

"This operation has activated the national level one emergency plan. Everyone must be on high alert and protect the spirit sword at all costs."

Prefect An Changmin stood at the top, his expression solemn, and gave the order.

In this era, control of a spirit sword is of paramount importance.

The eastern sea, the western Gobi Desert, the Ten Thousand Mountains, the far north permafrost...

These areas, which are in turmoil due to the resurgence of spiritual energy, all require strong military force to protect them.

And the neighboring small countries have also become restless lately.

"We've received word that the Blood Soul Hall has also set its sights on this spirit sword. We're afraid we won't be able to contend with it alone..." Someone's expression was very grim.

Fighter jets and cannons are ultimately external forces.

Theoretically, it could deter those at the Foundation Establishment stage, but the enemy isn't stupid; they won't just stand there and take the hits.

"Everyone, there's no need to worry. The spirit sword bestowed upon me by my master is more than enough to handle this."

Just then, Ye Li walked in carrying a sword, and everyone present immediately stood up from their seats to show respect.

It was not only out of respect for the Moon Frost in her hand, but also out of respect for Ye Li's identity.

One of the four Golden Core cultivators of our time, and a disciple of Pei Hanchuan, the number one swordsman of our era, his status is on par with that of a prefect.

Upon seeing Ye Li arrive, An Changmin's solemn expression visibly relaxed. "Ye Li, let's go into the operations room and discuss this in detail."

"it is good."

Ye Li's words were concise and to the point. She had no military rank, yet she had entered a place that was only accessible to officers of the rank of senior colonel or above.

Directly in front of the hall, a super holographic screen spanning tens of meters occupies the entire wall, displaying a realistic view of the entire Kuangshan area in perfect detail.

"The spiritual energy concentration has exceeded the critical value. The spiritual sword is brewing its final sword intent in the secret realm at the bottom of the waterfall. It will definitely break out of the world within half an hour."

In the scene, a sheer cliff stretches to the horizon, and a waterfall cascades down from the top of a sea of ​​clouds.

A white ribbon bursts into the air, and water vapor rises like mist.

And deep within that surging curtain of water, a faint yet vast sword intent, so faint it could crush the heavens and earth, was slowly awakening and rising layer by layer.

"According to the research institute's assessment, this spirit sword belongs to the Sword Dao Era."

"But strangely, no information could be found, and his owner remains a mystery."

Ye Li said calmly, "It's alright. Once it's born and sees Yue Liushuang, it will know very soon."

We don't know him, but Yue Liushuang, who has defeated all the spiritual swords in the world, must know him.

"That's natural."

A blush appeared on An Changmin's face. Being able to wield a spiritual sword for Shenzhou during his term of office was enough for him to boast about for a lifetime.

then.

Just as everyone held their breath, waiting for the spirit sword to be born, a bell suddenly rang in the command room.

Ye Li frowned. "What time is it? Why is Lin Xiaoman calling me?"

But he still answered the call, after all, he had instructed Lin Xiaoman to stay in Qingcheng for him before he left.

then.

After listening, she fell into a deep silence for a moment.

"What happened?"

When An Changmin saw that her expression was off, his heart sank.

"Qingcheng is about to descend into chaos."

These five simple words instantly intensified the already tense atmosphere in the command center.

Huijue's condition has been off lately, and if we anger him, the consequences will be unimaginable.

A cultivator who has reached the peak of Foundation Establishment is capable of destroying most of a city.

"We have no one available right now, and sending just any cultivator won't solve the problem."

"What should we do now?"

"Why did this have to happen at this crucial moment?"

Some people clutched their heads and wailed, feeling like their heads were about to explode.

After getting a general understanding of the situation, An Changmin said in a deep voice, "I'll use my connections to get that person in Jiangnan to send someone over there."

"Jiangnan?"

Ye Li was slightly startled. "Prefect, are you saying you want the Empress to help?"

An Changmin nodded: "That's right."

"Why didn't you say so earlier? If that person was willing to help, I wouldn't need to come here." Ye Li was somewhat speechless.

An Changmin gave a wry smile. "It's just a small favor. Don't overestimate me. It's already a stretch that I managed to get her to help resolve the Qingcheng matter."

As he said this, his back teeth clenched so hard they hurt a little, and he couldn't hide the pain on his face.

He originally intended to save this small favor for later use.

"...I understand the situation. I will send Shangguan Wanyi to handle it. Prefect, please rest assured."

After using his access privileges to contact Wu Minghuang and receiving her reply, An Changmin breathed a sigh of relief.

With Shangguan Wanyi around, there won't be any problems. She is one of the people closest to the Golden Core stage and is also Wu Minghuang's right-hand woman.

A sharp, startled shout suddenly ignited the atmosphere in the command room.

"Your Majesty, the spirit sword is suddenly acting strangely; it seems it's about to be born!!"

"What! Didn't they say there was still half an hour?! How did those idiots at the research institute calculate that?!"

An Changmin was shocked and furious, and then immediately looked at the spot where Ye Li was standing.

Before he could speak, Ye Li didn't hesitate, gripped Yue Liushuang tightly, and rushed out almost immediately!

……

……

A cool mountain breeze swept along the winding mountain path.

Chen Xuan walked slowly and leisurely, stopping from time to time to gaze at the scenery in the distance.

Lin Xiaoman followed at a distance, her face showing both fear and confusion.

If Chen Xuan hadn't personally said he was going to storm Xuanmiao Temple, I would have really thought he was just there for a spring outing.

I don't know why, but in Chen Xuan's eyes there was a hint of nostalgia.

"Junior Sister, do you still remember this platform?" Chen Xuan stopped again.

"Of course I remember."

Lu Yao smiled and said, "Back then, when you were cultivating with your master, your favorite thing to do was to meditate on this boulder, while I was in charge of roasting sweet potatoes behind you."

A faint smile appeared on Chen Xuan's lips. His master always gave him the biggest sweet potato.

All true immortals in this world are emotionless; only the true path of humanity remains.

Those guys want to abandon their emotions to ascend to immortality, but I'll refuse to join your immortal sect and instead live a carefree life as a mortal immortal.

"But now, our Taoist temple has been robbed."

Looking at the Buddhist temple on the mountaintop, Chen Xuan's tone turned cold.

"Senior brother, that little girl said the other person is very powerful. Are you confident?" Lu Yao asked in a low voice.

She didn't understand cultivation, nor did she know what the Foundation Establishment Realm was, but judging from the girl's nervous appearance, she could tell that this matter was very serious.

"It's alright."

Chen Xuan climbed the steps, alone, one step at a time, without any attempt to conceal himself, and walked straight toward the mountain gate.

"Chen Xuan, calm down!"

"Can you please listen to me!"

"Even if you want to settle scores with Huijue, could you at least wait a little longer?"

"The situation on the other side is getting more and more bizarre. Can you wait until our reinforcements arrive before you go up?" Lin Xiaoman pleaded.

The temple should have been bathed in Buddha's light and filled with the fragrance of incense.

But looking out from Xuanmiao Temple at this moment, the crimson aura of blood lingered for a long time, so intense that it was almost tangible, like a huge blood-red mouth that seemed to want to swallow the entire Qingcheng.

Chen Xuan didn't even glance at Lin Xiaoman and continued walking upwards.