I am a loser, but I defeated countless geniuses with the Soul-Calming Tower.

A faint shadow began to emerge from Lin Xuan's body, similar to the spirit of the fist and palm that Wu Mu had displayed before.

The phantom was the appearance of Lin Xuan, like a spirit body, different from a spiritual body, it was more domineering and extraordinary.

Eighty thousand years later, the spirit of the fist and palm was completely condensed and entered the initial stage of transformation.

Lin Xuan stood still, carefully feeling the changes in the spirit of his fists and palms.

After a long while, Lin Xuan exhaled slightly and murmured, "The power that can be unleashed after the artistic conception takes shape is at least ten times stronger than before."

"Next, continue to practice sword intent!"

As Lin Xuan finished speaking, a sharp edge suddenly appeared in the air.

The mysterious power was turbulent, and the sky-reaching artistic conception was rising wildly, as if it wanted to split the heaven and earth apart.

The true meaning of fists and palms is heavy, while the true meaning of swords is sharp. These refer to two different artistic conceptions.

Another eighty thousand years passed, and an illusory sword appeared beside Lin Xuan. All the sharpness was contained within it, hidden and unreleased.

But just one glance is enough to make you feel its terror, as if it can burst out with a sharp edge that can cut through the sky and earth at any time.

"The spirit of fist and palm, the invincible sword heart!"

"Come again! Speedy Feather!"

The wind and thunder roared, and the power of space surged.

Lin Xuan began to use the flowing light to step into the void and comprehend the true meaning of speed and enter the realm of transformation.

His speed became faster and faster, and gradually, a pair of transparent wings condensed on his back.

The moment Lin Xuan performed his skills, the transparent wings flapped gently, and immediately Lin Xuan burst out with an extremely terrifying speed.

As the wings became more and more solid, Lin Xuan's speed also increased rapidly.

Finally, Lin Xuan's speed reached an extreme, and his wings were completely solidified, gathering at his back, as if they were born that way.

Of course, it was just a transformation of the artistic conception. It disappeared as soon as Lin Xuan thought about it, and it didn't need to materialize as long as Lin Xuan didn't want it to.

"Speedy Feather is really pretentious. Lao Xiao should like it very much."

Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Chen, who was in seclusion in the Tianluo Sword Sect, couldn't help but sneeze.

He frowned deeply. "Did that bitch Lian Qingtian make another breakthrough? Is she talking down to me in her heart?"

"You son of a bitch, just wait until this young master comes out of seclusion and I'll blow your asshole apart with one sword."

After muttering, Xiao Chen immersed himself in cultivation again.

At this time, on the Fenyan Peak of the Shenxiao Holy Land, flames were raging where Lian Qingtian was in seclusion, and the air on the entire Fenyan Peak was extremely hot.

His cultivation was extremely vigorous, and his mental power was fluctuating wildly.

"You can't improve further at 9800 feet? You're forcing me to step into the Eternal Sea, right?"

Lian Qingtian frowned.

He has been in this state for a long time, almost reaching the limit of six times.

But at this moment, it is difficult to improve.

"I don't know how this monster, Big Brother, did it."

"Forget it, forget it. Let's break through the Vajra Realm first. The entire Immortal Realm is just to consolidate the foundation. I don't need to force it too much now."

The whispering ended, and Lian Qingtian began to work on a breakthrough.

In addition to them, all the geniuses that Lin Xuan was familiar with were also in seclusion and trying their best to break through, all heading towards the immortal realm.

Lin Xuan's various realms of mind stepped into the realm of transformation, and his combat power soared rapidly.

After the three realms of artistic conception took shape, the time required to cultivate the Soul-Calming Tower had been reduced by 24 years, leaving only 363000 years.

With a thought, Lin Xuan's figure disappeared in an instant. When he appeared again, Lin Xuan had arrived at the third level, the Tomb of the World-Destroying Sword.

The World-Destroying Sword Tomb was still the same as when he entered it before. Above the thousands of sword tombs, shadows of people holding swords began to solidify.

Then, they all rushed towards Lin Xuan like crazy.

The entire sword tomb was filled with terrifying sword light.

Without saying a word, Lin Xuan rushed into the group of phantoms holding the World-Destroying Sword.

The domineering sword intent was surging, and Lin Xuan slashed with the sword one after another. The shadows holding the swords were shattered, and then new shadows condensed.