In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

"This is the demonic sword left here by the Demon Lord Chi You after his defeat. It has been guarded and suppressed by the high priests of Loulan throughout the ages. This demonic sword has a spirit, and holding it will corrupt one's mind..."

The High Priest described the danger of the Chi You Demon Sword in the center to Ying Ziqing. It wasn't that the High Priest was kind; she was just afraid that if someone as powerful as Ying Ziqing were to have their mind corrupted by the Demon Sword, then the entire Loulan City would probably cease to exist!

Ying Ziqing waved her hand dismissively, stopping the high priest from saying anything more.

He walked straight to the center of the circular platform, feeling the faint pressure emanating from the Chi You Demon Sword. A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, hidden beneath his scarlet armor.

"You're nothing but a remnant soul, yet you dare to be so insolent before me?"

With a wave of her hand, Ying Ziqing unleashed a powerful and pure aura, far surpassing that of the Demon Sword, from her body. The surging wind forced the high priest in the distance to raise her hand to shield her face, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

If the pressure at the edge was already this intense, one can only imagine how terrifying the pressure at the center must be. And just then, a scream came from within the demonic sword!

A thick purple mist slowly emanated from the demonic sword, spreading like smoke. This purple mist continuously gathered and condensed, eventually forming a blurry human figure. This figure was tall and majestic, yet its face was obscured, with only a pair of long, sharp horns on its head vaguely visible, exuding a mysterious and terrifying aura.

The figure shifted slightly, emitting a deep, resonant voice: "A mere junior dares to be so insolent to me! I am the Demon Lord Chi You! Now that you have seen me, why do you not kneel?!" As his words fell,

A dense, almost blackish purple light erupted from the Chi You Demon Sword, making its oppressive aura barely comparable to that of Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing sneered, "Heh, just a fox borrowing the tiger's might. Do you really think you can contend with me, the commander!" As his words fell, a jet-black mist spread out from beneath Ying Ziqing's feet, as if it would swallow the entire world!

This is the ultimate Yin power unique to the Nine Nether Profound Heaven Divine Art, containing endless chill and death energy, making people shudder.

When black and gold intertwine, they create a bizarre yet spectacular scene.

The purple light that had emanated from the demonic sword was instantly extinguished, as if it had never existed.

At the same time, the figure was also affected. Under such terrifying pressure, his body began to waver, as if he might dissipate at any moment. His aura also grew weaker and weaker, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"You! No, why?! How can someone like you still exist in this world?!"

Ying Ziqing withdrew his imposing aura, gazed at the elusive figure, and said calmly:

"Bowing down to me and becoming a sword spirit, or your soul will be annihilated!"

The flickering figure fell silent. After a moment, it lowered its indistinct face and spoke from the heart:

“Following you is not an insult to the name of my remnant soul, Chi You.”

After saying that, the purple mist that formed the human figure returned to the demonic sword, and the demonic sword returned to silence.

The remnant soul's answer was exactly what Ying Ziqing expected. He reached out and grasped the dark purple hilt of the demonic sword, and easily pulled out this mind-devouring demonic sword.

Watching Ying Ziqing so easily suppress the remnant soul of Chi You and wield the demonic sword, the high priest's back was almost soaked with sweat.

She thought she had a general understanding of Ying Ziqing's combat strength, but what was happening before her eyes once again exceeded the High Priest's understanding.

Ying Ziqing turned her head to look at the enormous and cold mechanical demon god, then waved her hand, and the enormous demon god was instantly put into the system space.

Watching the Demon God vanish in an instant, the High Priestess's pretty face had become somewhat numb. Today, this domineering and terrifying man had given her far too much of a shock.

Ying Ziqing, carrying the Chi You sword, walked towards the outside of the secret palace. As he passed the high priest, he paused and said calmly:

"Disband the army. After that, the Qin cavalry will take over everything in Loulan City."

And you, leave with me…

Ying Ziqing then ignored the High Priest's reaction and ordered someone to bring the young girl, Xiao Li, before him.

Seeing Xiao Li's panicked face, Ying Ziqing slowly removed the scarlet mask covering his face, revealing his handsome and indifferent face.

"Aren't you going to show yourself yet?"

As Ying Ziqing finished speaking, a smile suddenly bloomed on Xiao Li's face, followed by a clear, cold female voice:

"I am merely a thought of hers, not the person you are looking for..."

"Oh? And where is she?" A faint smile appeared on Ying Ziqing's indifferent face.

"I don't know either... However, if you gather all seven constellations of the Azure Dragon, which contain a portion of her power, it will guide you in the right direction..."

I am merely a vessel for storing power; if you wish, take it.

A broad-minded and relieved smile appeared on Xiao Li's innocent face, and then, under Ying Ziqing's gaze, she slowly opened her arms.

A stunningly beautiful figure appeared behind Xiao Li, while Xiao Li's true form gradually became ethereal.

A stunningly beautiful figure slowly opened her arms towards Ying Ziqing, her body transforming into starlight and merging into Ying Ziqing's body.

Ying Ziqing did not resist the influx of this power, because he had absolute confidence.

The starlight completely disappeared into Ying Ziqing's body, as if the beautiful figure had merged into his body after embracing him.

A gentle yet pure and powerful energy flowed through Ying Ziqing's limbs and into his dantian, where it was gradually absorbed by the true energy of the Heavenly Gang Technique and the Nine Nether Profound Heaven Divine Art.

Ying Ziqing could clearly sense that this gentle power made his cultivation seem to have broken through some kind of shackle.

Now, his cultivation level is beyond comprehension. Even if the Demon Lord Chi You at his peak were to be resurrected, Ying Ziqing is confident that he could make him fall back into the Netherworld.

Just as Ying Ziqing was comprehending the realm within her body, a robust gyrfalcon descended from the sky and landed on Ying Ziqing's outstretched arm.

He took a piece of silk cloth from the gyrfalcon's foot, unfolded it, and looked at the contents. Ying Ziqing's gaze turned south, his eyes flashing with a cold and sharp light.

"The states of Yan and Zhao are doomed..."

PS: Today is September 9th, cloudy turning to rain. I've been diagnosed as a reader's simp. The doctor said I'm too much of a simp, and that the reader doesn't love me at all. I beat up the doctor. He doesn't understand at all. The fact that the reader still sends me gifts proves that he still cares about me. He doesn't know anything about love. I'm going to generate electricity with love!