The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Mo Qian didn't know exactly how long he had been in the spatial rift, but just as he was about to master the power of space, he arrived—

"How's the experience of sensing spatial power going?"

As they were about to arrive at the Blade Spirit Continent, the Blade Spirit asked Mo Qian a question, and Mo Qian heard a small suggestion from the Blade Spirit in the spatial rift.

Dao Ling jokingly suggested that Mo Qian learn spatial power in the spatial rift, so that next time Dao Ling wouldn't need to break through the spatial rift, and could use Mo Qian's spatial power instead.

Unfortunately, Mo Qian seemed to lack the talent for spatial power, and even in the spatial rift where spatial power was most concentrated, he was unable to comprehend spatial power.

However, hard work can make up for lack of talent. Mo Qian was just a little short of being able to sense the power of space, but a little short is still a little short.
The power of space didn't significantly improve Mo Qian's abilities, but the sword spirit still mocked him.

"Finally, there's something you don't know."

The Blade Spirit has a decent talent for spatial power; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to open a spatial rift.

"This is it!"

"Yes, this is it."

The sword spirit withdrew its protection; they were no longer in the spatial rift and naturally no longer needed the sword spirit's protection.

Mo Qian looked at the sky, which was very different from the sky in reality. The sky in reality is blue, but the sky here is golden.

"Is the golden sky a characteristic of your area?"

Before everyone woke up, Mo Qian casually observed the terrain, and casually unfolded his domain, opening the Killing God Domain to its maximum extent, sensing every blade of grass and tree, and adapting to the environment.

"Yes, the golden sky is much fiercer than the blue one."

Dao Ling said with a smile that Dao Ling had not returned for a long time. On the one hand, there was no opportunity, and on the other hand, Dao Ling herself did not really want to go back. She would not return until she found a suitable candidate.

Now there are no problems at all. The Blade Spirit has found Mo Qian, and Mo Qian's strength is becoming stronger and stronger. The Blade Spirit is eating better and better every day. As Mo Qian becomes stronger and stronger, Mo Qian's soul will not stagnate. Mo Qian's soul will also grow larger as Mo Qian's strength increases.

Mo Qian's soul is now truly delicious, slowly adjusted by the sword spirit into its favorite perfect seasoning. Mo Qian's soul is now truly tasty, perfectly matching the sword spirit's taste.

In fact, Dao Ling didn't know why Mo Qian's soul was so attractive to her. Could it be that it was just as attractive to others?

Logically speaking, if Mo Qian's soul were constantly being consumed, it should have evolved into something increasingly unpalatable.
But the truth is quite the opposite. Mo Qian's soul is now incredibly desirable; everyone who cultivates their soul is envious of it.
Mo Qian's soul is powerful and delicious, but unfortunately, he is now a member of the Blade Spirit, so no one else can covet the Blade Spirit's food.

This principle applied thousands of years ago, and it still applies today.

"Mmm~~~ Ah!!!!"

Huang Shaotian sprang to his feet with a quick movement, yelled, and looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, feeling somewhat lost.

"Huh? Where am I? Wasn't I still sleeping?"

Huang Shaotian suddenly felt like he had some kind of amnesia.

"Didn't you insist on coming?" Mo Qian actually didn't want to bring Huang Shaotian along. Although Huang Shaotian was powerful and incredibly fast, he was also skilled at escaping and rescuing people.

"Oh, huh? Oh, huh?"

Huang Shaotian thought for a long time, his expression shifting between sudden realization and confusion. But in the end, he finally realized that he had come along on his own initiative, and that it was Huang Shaotian who had persuaded Yu Wenzhou to come.

Yu Wenzhou had actually considered coming here himself, but he lacked one thing: willpower. Huang Shaotian could give Yu Wenzhou that willpower.

Most importantly, Yu Wenzhou didn't believe he couldn't return. He had already mastered far too much knowledge about the soul, so he was very clear that...
Every soul has coordinates, which are the coordinates of its original world. Therefore, Yu Wenzhou only needs to break through space and send his soul and body in.

As for how to survive in the spatial torrent, that's something Yu Wenzhou needs to find out on this Blade Spirit Continent.

"It seems that the sword spirit has a way to survive in the spatial torrents and spatial rifts."

Yu Wenzhou thought that if he really couldn't find a way to survive in the spatial rift, he could ask the sword spirit, which was also a solution.

Although Yu Wenzhou felt that he might not be able to learn the method that the sword spirit had given him.

Dao Ling had taught Yu Wenzhou and Huang Shaotian, but after Dao Ling revealed his skills, Huang Shaotian and Yu Wenzhou realized how laughable their talents were in comparison to Dao Ling's.

What Dao Ling considered extremely simple was already a profound and difficult task in the eyes of Huang Shaotian and Yu Wenzhou.

Thousands of years of experience are no joke. Although the Blade Spirit spends most of its time sleeping, even when it is awake for very short periods, it has become the strongest being on the continent.

Dao Ling has seen many geniuses and prodigies, but all of them call Dao Ling a genius.

"where is this place."

"Do you still need to say it?"

Looking at the boundless grassland, Dao Ling knew exactly where he was. What other place could have such a vast grassland besides the Grassland?

"A grassy area? Why does it seem like there's no one here?"

Mo Qian asked curiously, "Could it really be such a coincidence that they ended up in a deserted place?"

Dao Ling remained silent, feeling it was best not to remind Mo Qian and the others at this time, but rather to let them experience firsthand what it was like to live among the races of the Grasslands.

"Blade Spirit, what are you laughing at? Hey hey hey...???"

Huang Shaotian looked at the sword spirit floating in the air and smiled at him. Before Huang Shaotian could react, he felt something pull his leg, and then he smelled the fragrance of grass.

"Huh? Wasn't Huang Shaotian here just now?"

Mo Qian looked curiously at the spot where Huang Shaotian had been, then turned back and found that Yu Wenzhou's body was also gone. Yu Wenzhou had seemed to have woken up earlier, but now it seemed that everything had disappeared.

"Hmm?" (End of Chapter)