The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

The demon sword is, after all, the sword spirit's natal demon sword. Although it is useful for Mo Qian, it is still not enough. It will take a long time for him to fully adapt to the demon sword.

"You're just a little brat who's lived for hundreds of years, how dare you look down on me?"

Dao Ling said disdainfully, "You really think Dao Ling is Mo Qian?"

Mo Qian can hear the thoughts of the sword spirit.
Mo Qian: "Can you say something good about me?"

"What's so good about it! You beat a kid who's only a few hundred years old like this. Just wait and see how I'll train you after this battle. You'll see."

Dao Ling vowed that he would train Mo Qian hard after this battle. Even with his soul power absorbed by the old ghost, Qiongqi was still able to fight Mo Qian to a standstill, which Dao Ling could not accept. Mo Qian should have completely suppressed Qiongqi and decisively eliminated him.

"Forehead."

Faced with Dao Ling's reprimand, Mo Qian really had no way to deal with it, because Mo Qian had almost fallen for Qiongqi's trick. Qiongqi was quite capable, but it was rather naive in front of the old monster Dao Ling.

"Tsk! We've been taken down again! Let's go!"

After seeing Qiongqi captured by Dao Ling, Lao Gui ran away without looking back. If he didn't run now, when would he? Did he really have to wait for Dao Ling to come and capture him too?

After seeing the old ghost escape, the sword spirit felt relieved. In truth, the sword spirit's time was almost up.

"Go after him! Why don't you go after him?"

Mo Qian was still a little confused. He had just asked why he wasn't chasing after them when the sword spirit smacked him three times on the head, leaving him feeling dizzy.
"No, why did you hit me again?"

Mo Qian looked at the sword spirit with a somewhat aggrieved expression. The sword spirit's favorite thing was to flick Mo Qian's forehead one after another.
So what! I'll flick you! I'll flick you!

After speaking, Dao Ling handed over control of her body to Mo Qian. Dao Ling was exhausted. This was the first time in many years that Dao Ling had felt so tired, and she was so angry that her chest hurt a little.

"Hmph! I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll eat and eat!"

The sword spirit began to absorb Mo Qian's life force and soul power.

However, the sword spirit had already absorbed the energy with great restraint. The sword spirit controlled the energy to its limit, just enough to avoid harming Mo Qian's body. That was the level the sword spirit wanted.

Why do I suddenly feel a little dizzy?

Mo Qian felt extremely tired after taking control of his body.

On one hand, it was because the sword spirit overused Mo Qian's body. The sword spirit's soul was incredibly powerful, and Mo Qian's body was not the best vessel for it, so of course it would get injured.

On the other hand, ever since the sword spirit left Mo Qian's body, it has been absorbing Mo Qian's life force and soul power.

"That's all, I'm going to sleep now."

The sword spirit got what it wanted and went back to sleep inside the demon sword.

"I think I'm not good enough either."

Mo Qian's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Old Mo!"

Yu Wenzhou arrived while ice skating in his Ice Domain vehicle. Since Yu Wenzhou didn't have a flash mode, this was the fastest he could manage to move.

You know what, Yu Wenzhou's method is even faster than Lao Wei's movement speed after activating the Dark Domain.

Old Wei also activated the Dark Domain, using his own movement method within the domain. Old Wei's movement method within the domain was more like that of Tu Xingsun, moving stealthily.

Old Wei only recently developed this method of movement, because after seeing Yu Wenzhou activate the Ice Domain, he quickly developed various techniques related to the domain.
This made Lao Wei look up to the sky and roar: "Comparing people is really infuriating!"

Actually, this can't be blamed on Lao Wei, because Yu Wenzhou's talent in the field was already evident at a very early stage.

The person who is most capable of controlling a field must be the one with the best command skills and a broad perspective, and Yu Wenzhou is exactly that; he possesses both of these qualities.

Therefore, Yu Wenzhou was a natural-born domain user from the beginning, but he didn't have a domain before. However, he has now opened up his own domain.

"It's okay, I just fell asleep."

Yu Wenzhou checked Mo Qian's body and found that apart from being too tired, there was nothing seriously wrong.

However, what puzzled Yu Wenzhou was:
Why is Mo Qian's soul somewhat weak, as if it has been bitten a few times?

Yu Wenzhou guessed that it must be related to the sword spirit, and it was even very likely that the sword spirit absorbed it.

"That's good."

Old Wei was relieved. They felt somewhat confused about the battle, as they had participated very little.

"It feels like this is a battle where I don't feel involved at all."

Although he didn't feel a sense of participation, Huang Shaotian felt that he would be able to participate in such battles sooner or later.

Ye Xiu and Yu Wenzhou lifted Mo Qianyi up, preparing to carry him back.

It must be said that the tenth floor was well managed by Qiongqi. However, Qiongqi's residence is no longer habitable, as it is quite luxurious.

"The rule of the tenth level has come to an end."

Qiongqi ruled the first ten levels for hundreds of years, but in reality, it did not manage the first ten levels at all, giving them enough freedom.

"The top ten levels now need someone to rule them. Do you have any ideas about ruling the top ten levels?"

Yu Wenzhou asked instinctively. He didn't know about others, but he absolutely didn't know about Mo Qian. Mo Qian would never become the ruler of the top ten levels.

If Mo Qian had a choice, what he would prefer is to live in seclusion with the person he loves after leaving this deadly game.

Mo Qian was already tired of the fighting and killing in the professional arena. After experiencing countless life-and-death situations, Mo Qian's mentality had changed a lot. Now, Mo Qian really wanted to go home.

No one knows where Mo Qian's home is.

"Then, Old Ye?"

Yu Wenzhou looked at Ye Xiu tentatively, but Ye Xiu shook his head like a rattle drum. Ye Xiu was unwilling to waste his time on these trivial matters of managing the top ten floors.

"Old Yu, don't try to trap me here. I'm going to complete this death game with Old Mo, and we'll get back to reality together, right?"

"that's true."

Yu Wenzhou seemed to have forgotten that a free spirit is the one who loves freedom the most.

Ye Xiu is the strongest unspecialized player, so why would he want to be trapped here?
"Perhaps, the first ten levels no longer need a ruler, do they?"

Huang Shaotian suddenly said, "Everyone here has come this far, each with their own abilities. No one wants to run away; they will continue together—" (End of Chapter)