Emperor Qiankun

Li Qingyuan was shocked. He looked at the spirit of the Qiankun Palace and found that although this spirit still looked like a little boy, its strength had changed drastically.

"Can you please stop causing trouble? I was sleeping soundly, but you woke me up."

At this time, the little boy frowned and spoke with some displeasure.

"You really can't blame me for this, it was him who did it..."

As he was speaking, Li Qingyuan suddenly noticed the little boy's bad face and quickly changed the subject: "Um...sir, how come your strength has suddenly become so terrifying?"

Hearing Li Qingyuan use a respectful title for him, the little boy's expression improved slightly. He raised his chin slightly and said, "I've recovered a little."

There was a hint of indifference in his voice, as if he was not satisfied with his current strength.

Hearing this, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but think to himself: It seems that the strength of the spirit of the Qiankun Palace has indeed increased, but I think it can't attack too frequently.

So, he tentatively asked the weapon spirit: "Master, how many times can you attack?"

"You wish! I've already exhausted all my energy helping you this time, and now I have to sleep for a long time. It's so annoying."

The spirit of the weapon seemed to see through what Li Qingyuan was thinking at once, and spoke unhappily.

When Li Qingyuan heard this, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

But in a flash, he realized that relying on the power of others would not last long, and only by relying on himself could he go further on the road of martial arts!

After all, the help from others is just an external force, and this external force may have a counterproductive effect on him and will only hinder his growth!

Thinking of this, he felt relieved, and his eyes gradually returned to a clear and bright state.

"Then you should have a good rest, sir. I'm leaving first."

Li Qingyuan said to the little boy, his voice filled with gratitude and respect.

"This guy's state of mind is pretty good, but compared to me, he still needs to practice!"

The little boy looked at his back, nodded slightly, and commented in his heart.

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At this time, Li Qingyuan came back to his senses. He raised his head and looked at the imperial sword above his head.

He first retracted his raised arm, then he quickly took out a sharp dagger from his arms, gently cut the finger of his right hand, and immediately a drop of bright red blood flowed out of the wound.

Then, he performed the Seven Star Steps and leaped up like a ghost.

He first tightly grasped the hilt of the Emperor Sword with his left hand, and at the same time, he exerted a little force with his right fingers, allowing the drop of blood to seep accurately into the Emperor Sword.

In an instant, the surrounding pressure disappeared like melting ice and snow, and the Emperor Sword lost its previous dazzling luster and became dull.

At this time, Li Qingyuan, holding the imperial sword, slowly came down with a graceful posture.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration seemed to pass through his mind, and he entered the ethereal state again!

Then, he seemed to be in a world isolated from the outside world, forgetting everyone around him and immersed in his own feelings.

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On the other side, when Yang Haochen saw Su Yaoyue retreating, a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But the next moment, when he saw Li Qingyuan actually took that crucial step, the anger in his heart reached its peak in an instant like a burning flame.

His eyes were red and his hands were clenched into fists. He wanted to rush in and snatch the Emperor Sword immediately.

However, having tried and failed before, he knew that he could not get close to the Emperor Sword. The invisible pressure was not something he could resist!

He could only stand there, waiting with resentment and jealousy in his heart.

Time passed slowly, and Yang Haochen's eyes were always fixed on Li Qingyuan.

Not long after, he saw Li Qingyuan successfully take down the Emperor Sword, and then sit cross-legged on the ground like a statue, emitting an ethereal aura, as if he had some realization.

Then, he keenly sensed that the pressure of the Emperor Sword was receding like the tide.

At this moment, Yang Haochen could no longer suppress his inner excitement and greed, and rushed towards Li Qingyuan like a wild beast out of control.

At the same time, Chen Lingyu and others have been closely watching Li Qingyuan's every move.

When they saw Li Qingyuan sitting cross-legged and contemplating after obtaining the Emperor Sword, their hearts tightened, and they wondered how he could have such an epiphany at such a critical moment!

However, they also understood that this kind of ethereal state was rare and could only be encountered by chance. Once interrupted, it might be difficult to encounter it again.

So, they all hurried to Li Qingyuan's side, ready to protect him.

When they saw Yang Haochen attacking like a hungry wolf, Chen Lingyu rushed forward without hesitation, drawing his sword, and fought with Yang Haochen, trying to stop him.

Su Yaoyue and a few others did not move. They stood on both sides of Li Qingyuan, always alert to the movements around them.

At this time, Feng Chen and others saw that Yang Haochen had taken the lead in attacking. They looked at each other, and without any hesitation, they rushed towards Su Yaoyue and others like lightning, trying to create chaos and win the opportunity to obtain the Emperor Sword.

For a moment, the scene became chaotic and everyone was fighting.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Everyone's clothes fluttered, weapons were intertwined, lights flashed, shouts and the sounds of metal clashing were intertwined, it was chaotic and crazy!

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At this time, Li Qingyuan was completely unaware of the noise and chaos in the outside world, and was immersed in a state of emptiness.

Here, his sword power was like the fire of a ignited star, constantly rising and spreading.

In just a moment, his state of mind seemed to have experienced the baptism of a spring rain, becoming clearer and more ethereal, and his state of mind was qualitatively improved again!

At this moment, the sword energy around him reached a new peak!

A moment later, in the ethereal state, he swung a sword.

This sword move was simple and direct, yet it contained his profound understanding of the way of the sword.

The sharp sword energy drew a clearly visible crack in the air, as if tearing the void apart.

He successfully broke through to the realm of sword intent!

Comprehending the sword intent means that Li Qingyuan has truly embarked on the path of swordsmanship in this life.

However, for Li Qingyuan, who had experienced a lifetime of cultivation, it seemed like he was familiar with the process, and everything seemed so natural and easy!

Immediately afterwards, he put all his effort into breaking through the bottleneck in his cultivation.

His aura erupted like a volcano, continuously erupting and rising.

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and also like an eternity.

Suddenly, he felt the pleasure of a breakthrough, his aura stabilized at a new level, and he successfully broke through to the first level of the Purple Mansion Realm.

At this time, the ethereal air around slowly receded like a tide, and the ethereal state had ended!

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