Divine Flame Crystal

Pandora unsheathed her ice sword, the cold air condensed into frost, instantly freezing the charging demon wolf into an ice sculpture; Mo's sword was as strong as a mountain, confronting the enemy general head-on, steady as a rock; Atlantis's sword moves were ingenious, and every time he attacked, he hit the vital points of the enemy's formation; Elvin's star sword light fell down like a sky curtain.

The five of them attacked together, and the enemy was unstoppable, and they were defeated step by step!

On the distant mountain top, an old man in a gray robe gazed at the battlefield with a deep look in his eyes.

"The Seven-Colored Sword Essence is indeed powerful." He murmured, "In this lifetime, there is finally someone who can shake the great formation with his sword."

"Unfortunately... the limit is still ahead."

He sighed deeply, but his eyes lit up: "At least in this life, I have gone further than all my previous attempts. The souls from other worlds are indeed extraordinary."

After three days of fighting, the Luoshen Sect finally defeated the enemy. The power of Xingluo's sword breaking the formation spread throughout the world of cultivation.

The disciples sang the praises one after another: "The seven-colored exiled immortal, the sword essence transformed into a form, and with one sword he defeated all enemies!"

However, the leader and the elders were secretly worried.

"This child is too dazzling. Our sect cannot protect him alone."

"The storms from the outside world will eventually come."

Xingluo himself didn't care. He continued to practice swordplay in the bamboo forest every day, with only one thing in mind:

"Draw your sword faster."

The winter snow hadn't melted, but spring thunder had already begun. Above the Luoshen Sect's Sword Pavilion, seven-colored sword lights shot up into the sky, illuminating the nine peaks.

Deep in the bamboo forest, Xingluo sat cross-legged, his sword energy roaring within him. He had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, his spiritual energy surging like a mighty river, yet he was unable to break through the final barrier.

"The ultimate of sword is not the sword light, but the heart." He murmured softly, his mind gradually sinking into his body, and at this moment he understood something.

The seven-colored sword energy suddenly trembled, and a colorful light curtain appeared outside his body, covering the bamboo forest. Bamboo leaves rustled down, but turned into tiny specks of light dust in the sword curtain.

Pandora stood in the distance, her eyes complex. She could sense that Xingluo was entering a whole new realm.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled.

"This is... the thunder tribulation of transformation into a god!" the disciples exclaimed.

Seven bolts of lightning struck simultaneously, and the seven-colored light curtain instantly shattered. Xingluo's sword was unsheathed, and the seven-colored sword light was like a rainbow, slashing straight at the thunder.

Boom!

The first bolt of lightning was cut off, and the second followed. Xingluo's body trembled, and Jian Yuan almost collapsed.

"If you can't hold on, stop now!" Pandora whispered.

Xing Luo just smiled and said: "If I stop, then why should I cultivate swords in this life?"

His eyes lit up, and the seven-colored sword energy suddenly exploded, turning into countless points of light, and then condensed into a vast sword domain around him!

The sword field took shape, and seven-colored sword lights crisscrossed, like a small world. Thunder fell into it, but was chopped into pieces by the sword light.

"The Divine Sword Domain!" The elders were shocked and looked towards the direction of the bamboo forest.

The thunder dissipated, the sword domain gradually converged, and Xingluo slowly opened his eyes. Seven-colored light flowed in his eyes, and his aura was already transcendental.

The news spread throughout the sect.

"Seven-colored Exiled Immortal, the Sword Domain is Initially Completed!"

"He's only in his early twenties, and he's already become a god. Isn't this unprecedented?"

"The future of the Luoshen Sect will probably depend on him."

The Sect Master stood on the top of the Sword Pavilion and said in a deep voice, "This boy is no ordinary person. He is both a blessing and a curse for the sect."

The elders were silent. Some nodded, some shook their heads, but no one denied that Xingluo's existence was beyond the sect's control.

Xingluo didn't rush to display his strength, but continued to cultivate in the bamboo forest. His sword domain was just beginning to form, not yet stable, and needed constant polishing.

One day, he stood alone in a bamboo forest, his sword domain unfolding. Ten thousand bamboos snapped simultaneously, their branches and leaves turning to dust.

Witnessing this scene, Atlantis couldn't help but sigh: "The sword is no longer a sword, but the power of heaven and earth."

Mo said in a deep voice: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would hardly believe that a person could do this."

Erwin's eyes lit up as he hurriedly wrote down every detail.

Pandora watched quietly, a hint of worry in her eyes.

At night, she walked up to Xingluo and whispered, "If you keep going this way, one day the whole world will be watching you."

Xing Luo turned his head to look at her and smiled faintly, "So what? The path of sword cultivation is to compete with heaven and earth."

Pandora's heart trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything else.

Not long after, the outer sect sword cultivators and the demon tribe attacked again. They had heard of the Seven-Colored Exiled Immortal's name and came to test him.

Outside the battlefield, the enemy laughed loudly: "The Luoshen Sect is nothing but a bunch of trash. The so-called Seven-Colored Exiled Immortal is probably just an empty title!"

Xingluo took a step forward, the sword domain unfolded, seven-colored light covered the sky and the earth, and the whole world stopped in an instant.

The enemy's face changed drastically, and he felt as if he had fallen into countless sword lights, and his breathing was cut off.

"This... this is the Sword Domain!" someone cried out in horror.

boom!

Xing Luo slashed down with his sword, and the sword light swept across the enemy, and the enemy was instantly defeated. Before the blood had settled, the world was silent.

This battle completely established Xingluo's reputation.

After the war, the top leaders of Luoshen Sect gathered together.

"This boy is already the best in the sect."

"But he is too outspoken, and might attract the attention of foreign enemies and gods."

“Should it be suppressed?”

The Sect Master was silent for a long time, then finally shook his head: "It can't be suppressed. Since it can't be suppressed, let him continue on his way, and all the resources of the sect will be tilted towards him."

The elders sighed.

Under the ancient locust tree, the gray-robed old man looked at the seven-colored light in the sky, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"The sword domain is complete."

"Seven-Colored Exiled Immortal, in this life, you have gone further than in all your previous attempts."

But then, a shadow appeared in his eyes.

"Spiritual Transformation... there is still a long way to go before reaching the Mahayana stage. After Mahayana, that's the limit."

"And beyond the limit, there is... despair."

That night, the bamboo forest was quiet.

Xingluo practiced swordplay late into the night, his clothes soaked with sweat. Pandora quietly approached and handed him a pot of wine.

"Drink."

Xingluo took it, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"You know, the name 'Seven-Colored Exiled Immortal' is widely circulated in the outside world." Pandora whispered.

"It's just a name." Xingluo said calmly.

"But you're not someone else. You're Xingluo." Pandora stared at him, her voice trembling slightly. "If one day the whole world turned against you, what would you do?"

Xingluo was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I will just keep going. As long as the sword is there, I will be here."

Pandora's eyes were shocked, and she finally turned around.

Under the moonlight, the two shadows were side by side, yet there was a thin distance between them.

On a spring day in Luoshen Sect, the mountain flowers were in full bloom. The bamboo forest remained quiet, but a suppressed sword intent hung in the air.

Xingluo had been in seclusion for a long time. Ever since the sword realm took shape, he had immersed himself in it daily, constantly honing it until his sword intent was as solid as mountains and rivers.

On this day, the sound of a sword suddenly rang out in the bamboo forest, and a seven-colored light shot up into the sky, shaking the void.

Xing Luo slowly opened his eyes, a rainbow of light flashing in them, and the sword energy around him suddenly converged. The next moment, his aura suddenly rose, and he directly stepped into the realm of refining emptiness!

Those who practice emptiness can break through delusion and see the truth.