Chapter 118: Sword Essence Pill

After solidifying her cultivation, Bai Yuening felt that her mastery of the Five Elements and her understanding of the sword path had reached a new bottleneck.

Her spiritual power at the eleventh level of Qi Refinement was already profound, yet she still harbored many questions about how to convert it more effectively into combat strength and how to lay the most solid foundation for the upcoming Foundation Establishment stage.

One day, she received a summons from Elder Luo Yun, instructing her to go to the meditation chamber at the peak.

Upon entering the simple meditation room once again, Elder Luo Yun remained seated serenely on the meditation cushion.

It was said that once corrupted by dark magic, one would fall under the control of the Taiji Demon Ancestor, becoming nothing more than a puppet.

“Even if the Taiji Demon Ancestor comes from the east, that’s still my answer,” the Dragon Venerable Sky said with imposing presence.

Indeed, this was his Bross Estate. Around this courtyard, he had hundreds of well-trained marksmen. Surely, hundreds of skilled shooters could not fail to defeat such a formidable foe, could they?

I don’t care if Mengmeng dies; the real problem is the goodwill... Could my Fifth Grim Reaper plan be ruined?

Yan Zhen summoned a sword Buddha’s sword, using the strongest single defensive sword intent of the Earth element to block Wei Wuxin’s attack.

The audience, seeing this outcome, had their emotions reignited just as they had begun to settle, and they rushed again toward the contestants’ waiting area, intent on dragging Luo Quan out, which terrified Luo Quan into hiding in the restroom.

These ten individuals were essentially the only remaining high elders of Qingfeng Immortal Sect at the late Nascent Soul stage, at the eighth and ninth levels. Of course, Luo Qingming’s spiritual power was somewhat lacking, only at the sixth level of Nascent Soul.

Because of Tang Chuan’s disdainful attitude, Dongfang Yuanyuan grew even more furious and suddenly fell silent. If it weren’t for Dongfang Lingmu, he would have shouted at Tang Chuan fiercely, but now the other had become a force rivaling his own second brother! What did that even mean?

As they spoke, Itsukawa Kotori naturally exuded an intense aura, perhaps without even realizing it herself.

“See? This is everyone’s opinion. If you continue to disrupt the demolition process, we will have to call the police!” Lin Qian said, pulling out her phone, ready to dial 110.

Since it wasn’t here, it was probably taken away by Han Xue. Luo Ran shook his head with a bitter smile before stepping out of the room to inspect the villa.

The two Tibetan Mastiffs tied in the corner, after a buzzing sound, seemed somewhat dispirited and drowsy, unable to resist the power of the enticing aroma.

At some unknown moment, my expression had already fallen, cold and indifferent, as if everyone owed me millions.

Since your Lin family is so wealthy, how about giving me a 50% discount next time I ask for your help?

Zhen Yonghou was filled with rage, whipping his horse’s rear sharply. The horse cried out in pain, threw its head back in a neigh, and galloped forward with four hooves pounding.

“Saving you is only right. Once we leave the underworld, the world is vast. I’ll stay with you to nurse your wounds, and when you recover, I’ll take you traveling—consider it a change of scenery,” A Shu said.

Because of what Xie Luan said, Wang Chong, a seasoned veteran, likely understood, though he was momentarily uncertain.

He arranged a meeting with Qiu Zhibin, a self-righteous man who believed that everything he had now could rival Zhou Wan.

Su Lu shook the water off her body, not responding to him, as if she hadn’t heard his words.

Yun Moyu, still angry, stared at him sharply, eyes like arrows. Wan Zhiwei paused a moment, and seeing no sign of him getting out of the car, bowed in a gentlemanly Western salute.

“The matter isn’t settled yet—why leave so soon?” The man in white sighed softly, waving his left hand. A handprint formed from light and shadow pierced through the seal between the human and demon realms, tearing through the void. Space shattered as the light instantly seized the Shadow Fiend.

Feeling the overwhelming power of Long Teng’s strike, halfway through the move, he defied his body’s limits, directly drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to suddenly enhance the attack’s force. Clearly, Long Teng had already reached the pinnacle of Grandmaster.