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Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan's swordplay became increasingly fierce. Their power was greatly enhanced by the sword techniques, and each swing of their swords carried earth-shattering power.

"Break!" Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan shouted at the same time. Under their control, the giant sword, like an angry dragon, charged towards the ice shield formed by the guardian.

The moment the sword tip made contact with the ice shield, a deafening roar was heard. Under the impact of the greatsword, the ice shield was as fragile as tofu and shattered instantly.

As the ice shield shattered, the greatsword continued its advance, its tip aimed directly at the guardian's heart.

The guardian's expression changed drastically; he had never seen such a powerful sword technique before, and his heart was filled with fear.

He tried to dodge, but the greatsword was too fast. If he was even slightly slow, he would be enveloped by the sword's energy.

"No!" the guardian cried out in despair as his body turned into ice crystals amidst the sword energy, eventually dissipating into the air.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan stood atop the giant sword, their eyes filled with the joy of victory.

Their swordplay finally broke through the icy barrier, bringing their victory to a perfect close.

Looking at the large cloud of metallic white mist in front of them, Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan did not hesitate and threw their treasures into it.

The damaged skins of the Dragon Roar Sword and the Crimson Sword gradually healed under the baptism of this metallic white mist.

The metallic white mist seemed to have a life of its own, moving across the sword and repairing the cracks in its surface.

“The metallic white mist left behind by the Ice Sword Guardian is quite dense.” Ling Juan stood on Jiang Chuan’s head, rubbing her chin, and said, “This metallic white mist contains powerful energy, which is of great help in repairing treasures. It seems that our victory this time has not only broken the blockade of the icy land, but also brought us some gains.”

As the Dragon Roar Sword and the Crimson Sword were repaired, a series of breathtaking phenomena suddenly appeared in the world.

These strange phenomena are like the awakening of the most mysterious forces in nature.

Their attempts to harm the Dragon Roar Sword and the Crimson Sword are a sign of the discontent and warning from heaven and earth.

First, dark clouds filled the sky, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Thick bolts of lightning, like silver snakes, darted through the clouds, heading straight for the sword blade under repair.

Each lightning strike was accompanied by a deafening clap of thunder, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of burning, which was unsettling.

Immediately afterwards, huge cracks appeared in the ground, and magma gushed out from the cracks, churning at extremely high temperatures, capable of melting almost everything instantly.

The magma, like an enraged beast, devoured the Dragon Roar Sword and the Danqing Sword, which were under repair.

However, they could not reach it because an invisible shield of light formed around the blade, blocking the magma from entering.

Meanwhile, on the horizon, a sudden storm swept in, with howling winds and torrential rain.

The torrential rain was mixed with hailstones of varying sizes, some as big as eggs and others as heavy as pebbles.

The hailstones struck the blade being repaired, making a crisp sound, but the blade remained undamaged, instead bouncing the hailstones back.

Even more surprisingly, the once calm rivers and lakes began to churn and surge, with huge whirlpools rising on the surface, threatening to engulf the Dragon Roar Sword and the Crimson Sword.

However, the blade remained as steady as a rock in the vortex, even converting the power of the vortex into the power of the sword strike, making the repair process even faster.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan looked grave as they faced these strange phenomena, their eyes revealing deep worry.

They discovered that as the restoration work progressed, these anomalies became increasingly intense.

An invisible force in the world was urging them on, wanting to devour them and their sword techniques together.

"Make your move." Jiang Chuan gave Qing Yinyan the order, his voice low and decisive.

The two of them began to form hand seals, their hands quickly forming mudras, and spiritual energy surged from their palms, forming dazzling rays of light.

These beams of light shot towards the lightning in the sky like arrows, colliding with the electric light to produce dazzling light and deafening explosions.

Each collision is a fierce dialogue between heaven and earth, with energy exploding in the air and forming magnificent trajectories.

Qing Yinyan then condensed his spiritual power into sharp sword energies, each sword energy accompanied by a whistling sound as it hurtled through the air, heading straight for the magma vortex on the ground.

When the sword energy met the magma, it instantly sliced ​​the magma into countless fragments. Those fragments burned in the air, turning into dazzling sparks, as brilliant as fireworks, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan cooperated seamlessly. Their spiritual power was like two intertwined ribbons, shuttling between heaven and earth, and each strike accurately hit the target.

Their moves are not only incredibly powerful, but also endlessly varied, making them difficult to predict.

"Not enough, put in more effort." Ling Juan reminded Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan, her voice carrying a hint of urgency.

It stood to one side, its eyes sharp, observing every detail of the battlefield.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan looked in one direction, towards the energy vortex of the Sword Ground.

That place is the source of the energy of heaven and earth. As long as the seal there is broken, this energy of heaven and earth will no longer be able to be generated, and the source of the strange phenomena will also disappear.

"Yes, seal it!" Jiang Chuan shouted, his attack like the dawn breaking, pointing towards the endlessly spinning energy vortex.

His spiritual power surged like a tide, converging into a massive energy barrier that radiated dazzling light and was the most solid bulwark in the world.

Qing Yinyan immediately adjusted his sword technique, his eyes sharp as an eagle's. The sword he condensed in his palm drew an arc in the air, and the sword energy, like a sharp arrow, shot straight towards the energy vortex with a whistling sound.

The sword energy was condensed from the spiritual power of the entire body, and each sword energy contained powerful destructive force, enough to tear apart any obstacle.

The two attacked simultaneously. Jiang Chuan's energy barrier surrounded the energy vortex, forming an invisible cage, while Qing Yinyan's sword energy was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into the core of the vortex.

The energy vortex began to vibrate violently under their attack; it was a bomb about to explode, capable of unleashing devastating power at any moment.

However, the energy vortex did not collapse easily; on the contrary, it showed signs of rising again.

Sensing an external threat, it began to spin wildly, trying to break free from Jiangchuan's energy barrier.

The energy fluctuations within the vortex grew increasingly violent, and the surrounding air began to distort, as if it were about to be torn apart by this powerful force.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan's expressions turned serious.

If this energy vortex cannot be sealed off quickly, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Jiang Chuan's spiritual energy barrier began to crack under the impact of the vortex, while Qing Yinyan's sword energy also encountered strong resistance, being bounced off the edge of the vortex and unable to penetrate further. Although their attacks were fierce, they seemed somewhat powerless in the face of the immense power of the energy vortex.

"Hold on!" Jiang Chuan shouted. He quickly adjusted his breathing and re-condensed the spiritual power in his body. The spiritual power barrier became even stronger in an instant, like steel that had been smelted, and withstood the fierce impact of the vortex.

At the same time, Jiang Chuan began to adjust his strategy, channeling some of his spiritual energy into his offensive, making the attack more resilient.

His spiritual power flowed like a gentle stream, continuously infusing his sword strikes, each strike carrying immense power, aimed directly at the core of the vortex.

Qing Yinyan also sensed Jiang Chuan's change, his eyes became sharper, and the sword in his hand drew a smoother arc in the air.

The sword energy became even sharper, like a blade piercing through the mist, pointing directly at the center of the vortex.

With their combined efforts, the vibrations of the energy vortex gradually weakened, but the sealing process was still a little short.

"Try combining your offensive strategies," Ling Juan's voice came from the side.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan exchanged a glance and immediately understood the meaning of the spirit scroll.

They began to try to merge their attacks. Jiang Chuan's spiritual energy barrier intertwined with Qing Yinyan's sword energy, forming a completely new power.

This power possesses both the sturdiness of a spiritual energy barrier and the sharpness of sword energy, making it the most perfect combination in the world.

As their attacks merged, the vibrations of the energy vortex reached an unprecedented intensity, and the energy fluctuations within the vortex began to fluctuate violently, like a volcano about to erupt.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan's heartbeats synchronized with the vibrations of the vortex, and their attacks grew increasingly fierce, each strike carrying a resolute force.

Sweat beaded on their foreheads, and with each release of spiritual energy, their clothes fluttered in the wind.

Finally, with their combined efforts, a deafening roar erupted from the center of the energy vortex, a sound that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth, shaking the entire world.

The vortex began to collapse, its rotation speed increasing until finally, it was like a bomb about to explode, releasing all its energy in an instant.

The last line of defense of the seal was broken, and the collapse of the energy vortex brought about a huge energy fluctuation, as turbulent as a tsunami.

The surrounding air began to distort, space trembled, and time froze at that moment.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan held each other's hands tightly, their heartbeats and the tremors of their hearts reaching unprecedented heights.

But in this seemingly hopeless moment, they saw a glimmer of hope.

The collapse of the energy vortex did not bring destruction; instead, it released the binding force it contained.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan quickly guided this power into the seal. Their spiritual energy was like two intertwined ribbons, tightly wrapped around the vortex's remains.

As the seal was completed, the remnants of the energy vortex gradually dissipated, and the strange phenomena that had troubled the Dragon Roar Sword and the Danqing Sword gradually disappeared as the energy vortex vanished.

They vanished like smoke blown away by the wind, disappearing into the world and no longer affecting the two swords.

"We succeeded." Jiang Chuan looked at the vanished strange phenomena, his voice filled with relief and joy.

"Next is the final step: becoming one with the sword," Qing Yinyan said.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan appeared before their respective treasures, their figures appearing even more imposing in the light of their treasures.

Before Jiang Chuan was a longsword exuding an ancient aura, its blade covered with intricate runes. It was the Dragon Roar Sword, a legendary sword said to contain the blood of the dragon race.

Before Qing Yinyan was a long sword painted with landscape patterns, its blade shimmering with a faint blue light. It was the Danqing Sword, a magical sword that could be wielded by painting and controlled by thought.

Jiang Chuan slowly stretched out his hand, palm facing the Dragon Roar Sword, his eyes becoming profound, as if he could see another world through the sword.

He began to chant incantations silently, his voice deep and resonant, intertwining with the sound of the sword. Spiritual energy flowed slowly into the sword like a gentle stream, merging with the sword's spirit.

Qing Yinyan closed his eyes, his fingers gently touching the hilt of the Danqing Sword, his breathing becoming slow and even as he meditated.

A series of landscape paintings emerged in her mind, gradually becoming clearer in her thoughts, and eventually merging with the sword's energy to form a unique sword move.

Their communication was not just a verbal exchange, but a spiritual connection.

Their heartbeats synchronized with the pulse of the sword, their breaths harmonized with the breath of the sword, and their wills merged with the will of the sword.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan felt that they were no longer themselves, but had become one with the sword.

As time went by, the Dragon Roar Sword and the Crimson Sword shone brighter and brighter, becoming the brightest stars in the night sky. Their light pierced through the surrounding darkness, illuminating the faces of Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan.

The sword began to emit a slight humming sound, a clear and melodious sound, like the distant roar of a dragon, or a clear spring in the mountains, which was refreshing and delightful.

This is the sword responding to their call, welcoming their master.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan felt a powerful force surging from the sword. The force was warm and gentle, like a mother's hand stroking her child's forehead, giving them endless comfort and strength.

"Together!" Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan shouted in unison, their voices filled with power.

This call was not only a tacit understanding between them, but also a spiritual connection between them and their sword.

Their eyes hardened, and their bodies trembled slightly with the rhythm of the sword, as if they were dancing with it.

At this moment, Jiang Chuan's palm pressed tightly against the hilt of the Dragon Roar Sword. His spiritual power flowed along the sword like a winding river, resonating with the dragon bloodline within the sword.

Qing Yinyan closed his eyes, his consciousness immersed in the sword energy of the Danqing Sword, his fingers gently tracing the blade, drawing an invisible painting.

The two figures appeared even taller in the light of the sword, their silhouettes merging with the sword; they were the embodiment of the sword, and the sword was an extension of them.

Their heartbeats synchronized with the pulse of the sword, their breaths harmonized with the breath of the sword, and their wills merged with the will of the sword.

With the call of unity, the light of the Dragon Roar Sword and the Crimson Sword reached its peak, and the entire space was filled with this power.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yinyan felt an unprecedented power, a transformation that penetrated to their very bones, and their bodies and souls were given new life.

From this moment on, they were no longer ordinary swordsmen, but beings of one mind with their swords, becoming a completely new existence.

Their hands gripped the sword hilts, their fingers gently caressing the blade, as if touching the mysteries of the universe, every inch of the blade containing ancient and profound power. (End of Chapter)