After the gray-robed man's figure disappeared, Lian Yue breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know if her last sentence had offended the other party. Although the other party didn't say it explicitly, his actions clearly showed that he minded.
At this moment, a light female voice came from Lian Yue's protective shield. "Master, was Senior All-seer referring to this person?"
Lian Yue said regretfully, "Yes, it should be him, Second Miss."
"Master, how many times have I told you not to call me Second Miss?"
Lian Yue smiled and said, "Good, good, good. Jiang Xue, now you know how hard life is. Thanks to Senior All-seer, he told us the key to repairing our spiritual weapon. He also predicted that there would be a ninety percent chance of survival on the way back. It all came true."
After opening the protective shield, a yellow-robed female cultivator with a veil on her face walked out. It was Jiang Xue. She looked in the direction of Pinggu City and said, "Master, can we still meet that senior?"
"Let's leave it to fate. Since he appeared here, he most likely came for the Snow Palace Banquet. Maybe we'll meet him then," Lian Yue replied.
Jiang Xue pouted and said, "Then they're only here to see my sister. It has nothing to do with me." After saying that, she turned and flew into the depths of the snowfield.
Lian Yue sighed and chased after her. After a while, the two of them disappeared into the vast sky.
Two days later, Yi Tian was sitting cross-legged in his temporary cave abode in the Pinggu City's Grotto-heaven. In front of him was a jade bottle, half of the sword tip, and his Taiyuan Sword. The Nascent Soul spirit body of the Demonic Sword Boy was stored in the jade bottle.
The biggest variable in this rescue was the discovery of the half sword tip in the Demonic Sword Boy's hand. Previously, he had used his Divine Sense to scan it back and forth several times and found that it was inscribed in the Spirit Realm language. The original sword embryo of the Taiyuan Sword in his hand was the 'God-Slaying Sword' taken from the top of Prison Peak in the Western Wilderness. Because the murderous aura on the sword was too strong and difficult to control, he thought of using it to refine it.
After many years of careful nurturing and using a Buddhist secret technique to dissolve the murderous aura, the Taiyuan Sword became so powerful.
After this battle, a crack had appeared on the Taiyuan Sword's body, forcing Yi Tian to examine the broken sword tip.
Some valuable information was found from the Demonic Sword Boy's soul, including the fact that the swordsmanship he used was actually of the same origin as the Thousand Spirit Radiance Sword Art. From his memories, he learned that this half-baked Sword Qi Thread was comprehended from this half of the sword tip.
In this regard, Yi Tian could conclude that this half of the sword tip should be Qian Lingzi's Natal Spiritual Weapon. Only this explanation could prove that the Demonic Sword Boy's swordsmanship was as magical as the Brilliant Swordsmanship.
Looking at the unconscious Yuanying Spiritual Body, Yi Tian smiled. With a flip of his hand, he scattered it and sent her soul into the Reincarnation Dao. There was no point in keeping such a person by his side.
After doing all this, Yi Tian opened a defensive boundary. Then, he separated a trace of Spiritual Sense to attach to the broken sword tip, wanting to see what it was used for. Suddenly, a large amount of information emerged in his mind. Yi Tian hurriedly focused his mind and carefully observed it.
In an instant, the figures of two cultivators appeared in his Spiritual Sense Sea. One of them was a thirty-year-old cultivator with a heroic face and three long strands of beard. He was dressed in the Thousand Spirit Sect's attire and held a three-foot-long blood-red sword. He had a threatening murderous aura. This should be Qian Lingzi's true appearance.
The other cultivator had three heads and six arms. He had crimson hair, a ferocious face, and a naked upper body. This person should be Luo Que.
The other four hands were holding a shield, a banner, a bell, and a thorn. The main hand was empty. He was glaring angrily at Qian Lingzi and seemed to be saying something.
Although he could not hear their conversation, Yi Tian guessed that this should be the last time the two of them met in the Tian Lan Continent. It was dark all around and the ground would occasionally seep out traces of hot magma. Analyzing the environment, the two of them should have met in a cave. Behind them was a huge mural and there were some damaged murals on it.
He focused his Spiritual Sense on the mural but did not find anything special. Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly saw Qian Lingzi's figure move a few steps. After Yi Tian's Spiritual Sense scanned him, he saw the mural behind him. Immediately, he was delighted. He stared at it for a while and realized that it was the Li Fire Sect's emblem.
Following that, before he could analyze it in detail, he saw Qian Lingzi raise the Spiritual Sword in his hand as if he was about to strike first. With a flash, the Spiritual Sword in his hand turned into thousands of thin threads and attacked his opponent.
The might of the Spiritual Sword tore apart the surrounding air, forming a small Absolute Domain that enveloped Luo Que from all directions. Xiang Luo Que, who had revealed his three-headed, six-armed Asura body, did not bat an eyelid when he saw the attack coming. He waved the black banner in his hand. Instantly, a black mist came out of it and quickly protected his body.
Then, he shook the bell again, and Yi Tian could see that sound waves were emitted from the bell, spreading indiscriminately in all directions.
Qian Lingzi's sword silk absolute domain slowed down when it came into contact with the sound waves. It was as if the sword beams were blocked by the sound waves and could not advance any further. The few sword silks that managed to break through the first layer of defense were also helpless in front of the black mist defense. After they entered, there was no more sound.
However, Yi Tian saw that Qian Lingzi did not show any surprise when facing Luo Que's various methods. It was as if everything was within his expectations. He waved the Spiritual Sword in his hand again. This time, the move he used was similar to the one he used to fight with He Weiming, but the power was a hundred times stronger.
In this narrow space, the sword light seemed to cover Luo Que in all directions, making him unable to dodge and only able to take the move head-on.
Luo Que on the opposite side also moved at this time. His hands formed a seal in front of his chest, and his mouth seemed to be chanting some powerful spell. At this time, the shield in his hand was raised in front of him, and the blood-red steel spike suddenly grew. In a short time, it grew from three inches to nearly two feet long.
After the steel spike was raised by Luo Que, the inscription on the surface flashed with a brilliant light, illuminating the surrounding three feet. The white halo eventually became extremely dazzling, and Yi Tian had to close his eyes and only use his Divine Sense to spy.
As soon as the two's spells collided, the cave directly collapsed, and several cracks appeared on the surrounding murals. In the end, the murals were damaged and a white light suddenly appeared.
Retracting his Divine Sense from the tip of the sword, Yi Tian found that his back was drenched in sweat. Even if it recorded the details of the great battle that happened thousands of years ago, it was still very strenuous for him to use his Divine Sense to spy on it.
After resting for a while, he sent his Divine Sense in again to take a look. To his surprise, he found that he could not connect to the previous fragments. Now, in the cave, there was only a mess and the cracked murals behind him. As for the figures of Qian Lingzi and Luo Que, he could no longer find them.
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