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However, this technique wasn't urgent as it required a considerable amount of time to nourish the spirit of the Fire Essence as an incarnation. Tan Shuchang released the cover of the Blood Pool only to find that Dongdong had not yet finished her enlightenment.

Curious, he glanced over and noticed under the suppression of the Sword Dao realm in this little girl's Sword Heart Universe, the Sword Dao within the broken demon sword was revealing itself to the girl in a mysterious way.

The reason he described it as mysterious was because Tan Shuchang completely couldn't understand it.

"This Sword Dao is indeed profound."

After thinking, Tan Shuchang could only assume so, as it couldn't possibly be because he was too weak.

But he didn't have to wait too long. Just as he was muttering to himself, Dongdong also finished her Sword Dao enlightenment.

As the little girl completed her enlightenment, a towering sword intent burst forth, with visible blackness surging out from that spot, then rolling upward like signal smoke, swallowing half the sky.

Amid this dark scene, a petite figure emerged slowly.

For a moment, there were continuous sounds of sword cries coming from Black Heart Mountain, those were the psychic grade magic artifacts of exquisite flying swords slightly trembling.

It seemed like a response, or a greeting, or more like submission.

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"Why need the pale green and deep red, when naturally it ranks first among flowers!"

The voice was soft, the posture graceful, simply a sword-bearing girl, full of pride.

Tan Shuchang pretended not to see that, he raised his hand to put away the broken demon sword, after all, this kind of show-off behavior after a small gain was a bit unbearable to watch.

His cultivation had broken through to 868 years of meditative practice, nearly monopolizing the celestial chance nurtured by Jiawu Realm for 300 years, yet he never behaved like this, right? Can't she learn something good?

Then, amidst the drifting clouds, Tan Shuchang's figure vanished into the mists.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Leaving behind a little girl with a stunned expression.

Just like that, he had left?

Not even asking what she had gained?

Really not going to ask?

She felt like he could have asked!

...

Meanwhile, on Black Heart Mountain, with Xue Ning'er's appearance, the cultivators present were already in an uproar. The awakening of memories from previous lives had led to a strong suppression of human nature by ghost nature, thus Xue Ning'er did not hide her true self, openly displaying her Dharma Realm and the body of a ghost.

It had been 300 years since the last time a cultivator from the Jiawu Realm broke through to the Immortal Realm, but that didn't mean the cultivation in the Jiawu Realm had ceased.

Therefore, the appearance of Xue Ning'er was undoubtedly sensational.

Initially, the cultivators who came to Black Heart Mountain thought Xue Ning'er had come to cause trouble, but soon some recognized her as the top disciple of the Heartless Old Man.

Xue Ning'er had talent, but both her parents were ordinary people, and she had never been introduced to cultivation techniques before meeting the Heartless Old Man. However, after becoming his disciple, Xue Ning'er also began to show her prowess, as one year of her cultivation was equivalent to nearly ten years of arduous practice for others, a truly astonishing talent.

Thus, the cultivators present, whether they were from Immortal Sects, Loose Cultivators, or individuals like the four princes from the Zi Xuan dynasty, all started getting excited and thrilled.

Because it was clear that Xue Ning'er had broken through the true Immortal state!

In other words, it was possible to achieve success in the Land of Yin and Darkness.

If success was within reach, it wasn't unthinkable to forsake the body of the living.

Among these people, the two from Guan He Xi Tuo Mountain were the most excited, even trembling a bit, their emotions reaching a peak.

After all, both of them had assurances for their afterlife!

"This truly feels like finding a village where there seemed to be no pathway, and flowers blooming in the tree shadows..." The two exchanged glances and saw such meaning in each other's eyes.

What originally seemed like a dead end, unexpectedly became their chance for further progress.

And a very likely chance at that.

At this moment, the clouds scattered over Black Heart Mountain, and the whole mountain seemed to fall into a dreamy, Immortal-like scenery. A figure also slowly walked out from the midst of these mists.

"With the sword alone, one only begins to see the vastness of the heavens and the earth."

"Sleeping through years, one realizes that eternal life is indeed desirable."

"Tan Shuchang, greetings to all fellow Taoists!" His gentle voice calmly rose, and Tan Shuchang's figure appeared at the summit of Black Heart Mountain.

He looked down and saw a sea of cultivators.

Upon seeing him, all the cultivators clasped their fists and greeted: "Greetings, Demon Lord!"

There was no prior rehearsal, yet at this moment, the cultivators' voices rose in unison, merging into one. For a moment, this chant of "Greetings, Demon Lord" was deafening, thunderous, shaking the heavens and the earth.

And with this greeting, the cultivators on Black Heart Mountain froze, involuntarily glancing at each other, their wide eyes brimming with the question—why are you also greeting so passionately?

Then, these cultivators, as if nothing had happened just moments before, exhibited an extraordinary tacit understanding.

"It delights me that fellow Taoists have come to attend my Sword Admiration Festival, and it just so happens that I have obtained an exceptional demon sword which I would like to share with everyone!"

Tan Shuchang said, his hand flicking his sleeve, and immediately the broken demon sword flew out, sword qi bursting forth in all directions, yet restrained by Tan Shuchang in the first instant.

Although only restrained and not dissipated, the fearsome killing power of this sword qi still made the cultivators present break out in a cold sweat.