Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

As the Formless Sword Domain descended, the surrounding spiritual energy was immediately drained.

Strands of white sword patterns stretched across the sky, blocking all of Qin Mo's escape routes.

With each rotation of the sword pattern, its power increases.

Xiao Qinghuang gripped the Primordial Returning Origin Sword tightly.

All of the Nascent Soul's true essence was pressed into the sword, and three Primordial Sword Qi condensed simultaneously.

Each sword strike was tens of feet long, and before the blades even landed, the rocks outside the Thunder Swamp encampment cracked open in large sections.

Qin Mo raised his arms.

The five elements of Qi and blood in the body rushed through the meridians, and all the newly formed five elements jade patterns lit up.

The residual lightning energy within the bones was also activated, producing a series of muffled thuds.

He did not take out the ancient broken sword.

Having just broken through using the Nine Luminaries Thunder Prison Formation, there is still a large portion of the thunder power within his body that has not been refined.

Xiao Qinghuang arrived just in time.

Qin Mo clenched his fist, and five-colored lightning bolts shot out from between his fingers.

Xiao Qinghuang's face turned cold.

"You think you can catch my sword with your fists?"

She pressed her wrist down.

Three primordial sword energies slashed down from three directions.

The sword energy struck the mountainside first, leaving behind three ravines hundreds of feet long.

Qin Mo did not retreat.

His blood and qi exploded beneath his feet, and he charged forward to meet the sword energy.

The first punch landed.

The five elements of lightning burst forth from the fist, condensing into a five-colored giant dragon in mid-air.

The dragon's body was covered in lightning patterns, and it opened its mouth to bite the sword energy at the front.

The loud noise echoed throughout Leize.

The first sword aura broke, and the scattered sword energy shaved off most of the nearby mountains.

The second sword aura followed immediately.

Qin Mo's sleeve ripped open, but the jade patterns on his fist became even brighter.

The five-colored dragon twisted its body and rammed into it.

Another loud bang.

The second sword aura broke in the middle.

Xiao Qinghuang tightened her five fingers, and once again pressed her Nascent Soul True Essence into the final sword aura.

The sword energy immediately surged, forcefully cleaving open the head of the five-colored dragon and heading straight for Qin Mo's dantian.

Qin Mo pulled his right arm back.

The five elements of Qi and blood, along with the remaining lightning power, were all compressed into this punch.

The moment the fist was thrown, the dragon's head, which had just been severed, reformed.

The five-colored dragon held off the sword's edge, carrying Qin Mo upwards.

The sword energy continued to sink.

Qin Mo's right arm was cut open by the sword energy, and the blood beads that had just emerged were burned away by the lightning.

The force on his fist bones grew heavier and heavier, and the jade patterns spread rapidly.

A few breaths later, cracks appeared in the third sword aura.

The crack ran all the way to the end of the sword.

Qin Mo exerted his strength once again.

The entire sword aura exploded completely.

Countless fragments of light swept across the sky.

The five-colored dragons dispersed, turning into vast amounts of lightning and fire that fell across the valley.

Xiao Qinghuang was forced back dozens of feet.

Her right hand, which was gripping the sword, kept going numb, and the wound on her hand reopened.

Just as the Nascent Soul True Essence suppressed the churning blood and qi, Qin Mo had already caught up by stepping on a flying stone.

Below, Hua Meiniang raised her hand to block the falling pebbles.

The meridians behind her had only recently been repaired, and they were just ruptured again by the aftershocks.

Blood flowed down her wrist, but she did not back down.

Cang Wuyue protected Luo Xiaoman, her gaze following Qin Mo high in the sky.

Sikong Ji pulled the Purple Lightning Longbow from the rubble.

Her nascent soul was not yet fully formed, and she had just been struck by Xiao Qinghuang's sword, leaving her internal lightning energy in a state of chaos.

Even so, she still nocked the lightning arrow.

Hua Meiniang pressed down on her wrist.

"If you fire an arrow now, it will injure the Nascent Soul."

Sikong Ji stared at Xiao Qinghuang, his fingers never leaving the bowstring.

"I'll make my move when Chu Wuming can't hold on any longer."

Luo Xiaoman hugged the Beast Soul Jade tightly.

When she looked up, Qin Mo had already crashed into the sword domain once again.

The light of fists and the energy of swords collided continuously, and not a single intact cloud remained above the valley.

This confrontation is unlikely to stop anytime soon.

To the north of Leize, a gray fog was moving along the ground.

The Lord of the Underworld walked at the very front.

The black banner at his waist suddenly trembled, and a large amount of five-colored lightning appeared on its surface.

That was the spiritual energy fluctuation emanating from the battle in the distance.

He looked up toward Lei Ze and quickly recognized one of the auras.

Chu Wuming.

As for the other Primordial Sword Intent, only Xiao Qinghuang among the younger generation of the entire Eastern Continent could unleash it.

The two actually started fighting.

The Lord of the Underworld gripped the black banner, his eyes filled with greed.

Chu Wuming possesses the Azure Dragon Ancestor's Token, as well as many other valuable treasures.

Xiao Qinghuang is the leader of the Xiao clan's swords, and the Primordial Returning Origin Sword alone is incredibly valuable.

Regardless of who wins, the survivor will be injured.

He turned to look at the dozen or so Netherworld Cult cultivators behind him.

"Change course to Raize. Don't show yourself yet; wait until they're done fighting before making a move."

The group of believers immediately lowered their breaths and followed him into the gray fog.

Southwest of Leize, another team also stopped.

The young man in black who was leading the group was named Cang Jin, Cang Wuji's illegitimate son whom he had kept hidden away.

After Cang Xuanjun died, Cang Wuyue was also expelled from the sect, which is how he gained the qualification to enter the Ancient Ruins.

He had only one mission on this trip.

Find Cang Wuyue and retrieve the Azure Dragon Ancestor's Token.

The series of loud noises coming from afar caused the Dragon-Seeking Compass at his waist to start spinning.

The pointer on the dial was biased towards Razer, and golden dragon patterns flashed across the surface.

That was a reaction caused by the ancestral master's decree.

Cang Jin raised his hand to stop the group.

"Cang Wuyue is over there. Everyone follow her. Whoever catches her gets all the contents of her storage ring."

Upon hearing this, several Azure Dragon Sect cultivators immediately summoned their escape artifacts.

The group crossed the mountains and forests and headed straight for Leize.

Meanwhile, the altar in the Xuan Yin Burial Valley has completely changed its appearance.

Su Qingyi slashed through the gray figure in front of her with her sword, but several black chains appeared beneath her feet.

The chains bound her ankles, constantly draining her spiritual energy.

Shen Ruoyan and the others stood with their backs to the altar, surrounded by vengeful spirits.

These vengeful spirits cannot be completely eradicated.

For every one that falls, more will crawl out from under the altar.

The array at the valley entrance was also tightening, trapping everyone within a range of less than a hundred feet.

Su Qingyi looked up at the center of the altar.

The black marks there have already lit up.

Each time the mark pulses, the core killing formation gains an additional layer of Yin energy.

Shen Ruoyan severed the approaching soul claw.

"The mark left by that fake rogue cultivator has been activated."

Su Qingyi's knuckles turned white as she gripped the sword.

They've been trapped here for far too long.

If this continues, everyone's spiritual energy will be drained by the formation.

Outside the altar, even more spirits had risen.

Several miles away from the Raize encampment, a battle puppet draped in a gray robe stepped out of the teleportation screen.

It holds Xiao Tianci's only distraction within its chest.

Sensing the Primordial Sword Intent in the air, the battle puppet did not immediately enter the valley.

It concealed its presence and hid below a cliff.

Through the crack in the stone, one could see Qin Mo and Xiao Qinghuang fighting.

The battle puppet took out a black array nail and waited quietly for Qin Mo to be injured.

The moment the sword domain merged, the five-colored light patterns on Qin Mo's body dimmed one by one.

The white sword line pressed down from his head to his feet, constricting his wrists and ankles, making his chest ache with every breath.

The seven natal flying swords stopped simultaneously in the dantian.

The Qiankun Transformation Furnace was shrouded in white light, and the furnace patterns were still flashing, but it couldn't expel even a trace of Qiankun Qi.

The residual lightning energy in the meridians had no outlet, and the faster the five elements of qi and blood rushed out, the faster it was consumed.

"Chu Wuming, stop trying."