Unparalleled Sword Emperor

1Ever since Qiu Yiming had left, Lingyun had also found a relatively quiet place to cultivate. He was prepared to raise his cultivation to the first level of the Martial God Realm to allow his strength to change even further.    0

    

Although with his current cultivation base, he could use the hellish battle state to raise his cultivation by one level … In addition, with his powerful strength, he could defeat someone at the second level of the Martial God Realm. He could barely fight someone at the third level of the Martial God Realm, it was far from enough.    

    

If he didn't raise his cultivation, he would be forced to use the Heavenly Jade Spirit Bracelet in the future to resolve the crisis.    

    

He knew that he was far from being strong enough, and with the pills he had concocted in the past few days to help his cultivation, as well as the high-grade crystals that Qiu Yimin had left behind, he should be able to barely use them.    

    

After consuming all of the pellets like this, he did not dare to be careless and immediately started to circulate the Fiendgod Destruction Art to refine the berserk spirit energy within. At the same time, a huge figure with a dragon head and phoenix body appeared behind him and continued to soar, releasing a terrifying suction force that sucked all of the spirit energy contained within the mountain into his body.    

    

While simultaneously absorbing the dense spiritual energy from both sides, Lingyun's dantian suddenly turned into nothingness. Other than the silver starlight fragments that were gathered there, there was almost nothing else, as if they had never existed. Although these starlight fragments looked messy and floated in the air, with a closer look, one would realize that they were regular.    

    

It was as if they were gathering together, fusing into a particular form.    

    

If anyone else were to see it, they would definitely feel that it was extremely wonderful, to the point that they would even want to see its transformation at the end.    

    

After about ten minutes, all the medicinal effects of the cultivation pellet had been completely absorbed. Lingyun did not hesitate as he took out all the high-grade crystals from the Cosmic Bag and channeled his Fiendgod bloodline power to allow his body to exhibit a small suction force that could absorb all the spiritual energy from the crystals.    

    

Furthermore, there was no need for the owner to refine it on his own and use it as the energy needed to break through. And because of that, in less than an hour, all of the crystals had been completely absorbed, but Ling Yun did not feel that his body was about to break through.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

Seemingly sensing that something was wrong, Lingyun immediately retreated from his cultivation state. After that, he realised that although the scattered silver starlight fragments in his dantian had gathered together to form a half-formed silver ocean, and the radiance flowed endlessly within it, like the Milky Way in the universe. This seemed to have changed a lot, but his own strength did not increase at all.    

    

After sensing this strange phenomenon, he was curious as to what was going on. However, no matter how he searched his mind, he couldn't find any trace of it. It could be said that he knew nothing at all.    

    

After a long while, whether it was continuing to cultivate to absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth or having no effect whatsoever, Lingyun did not continue to focus on his cultivation. He chose to first meet up with Lian Xi and the others, then ask them about the strange situation he was facing, and how to solve it.    

    

Just like that, he decided on his plan and didn't waste any more time as he headed straight for Xueqing City.    

    

"… …"    

    

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.    

    

On a patch of grass, there was a young man dressed in tattered clothes and with wounds all over his body. He was being surrounded and beaten by a group of people dressed in very black.    

    

There were almost a hundred people in these strange clothes. Everyone's cultivation was above the Martial God Stage, and the leader was at the third level of the Martial God Stage.    

    

If the Ling Yun right now could see these people, he would definitely recognize that they were the clothes exclusive to the disciples of the Shadow Pavilion, and the one leading them looked just like a woman, with an extremely serious yin and yang aura. If it wasn't for the fact that he had some male characteristics which made him a complete woman, this person's appearance was extremely similar to Ying Xuanyi.    

    

But judging from these characteristics, he was most likely one of Ying Xuanyi's family, most likely his younger brother or something like that.    

    

On the other side, the man being beaten up was the worry that he had promised Ling Yunfan that he would spar with him one day.    

    

At this moment, his entire body was filled with light purple blood, and the demon essence in his body had been depleted after a long battle. Even his physical strength had reached its limit, as if he was about to collapse at the next moment.    

    

Beside him were dozens of Silvermoon Blue Horn Wolves. From the looks of it, they had clearly suffered an ambush from the people of the Shadow Palace.    

    

"You damned bastards, it's best if you don't let me leave this place alive, otherwise I will turn you all into corpses the next time I see you!" When he realized that he no longer had the strength to fight and his subordinates had all died in battle, his face was filled with rage as he howled like a madman.    

    

In the face of his roar, the feminine-looking man standing at the very front opened his mouth and said with a face of disdain, "Hehehe …" If you want to scare me, then just look at your opponent. This young master is the second son of the Dark Shadow Palace, Ying Yuanji. I'm afraid my head has been pinched by the door? "    

    

"Hahahaha …" "Hahaha …"    

    

As his words fell, the disciples of Dark Shadow Hall who were following behind him also began to wildly laugh, not revealing the slightest hint that the ridicule in their eyes was hidden.    

    

After all, he currently did not have any fighting strength at all. His demon essence was exhausted, and his body was heavily injured. It could be said that even if an ordinary person took out a sword, they would still be able to kill him.    

    

It was because of this that he did not do anything.    

    

"Hmph …" If it wasn't for you setting up a trap here and using other people's methods to seriously injure me, do you think you could have relied on your cultivation base, which was forcefully raised by cultivating medicinal pills, to contend against me? A useless person dares to make a ruckus here, aren't you ashamed! " Then, he suddenly thought of something and returned a smile full of mockery.    

    

Although he could not fight, his mouth could still speak, so this was his only resistance.