Fusang Sword Heart Diagram

Twelve snow bamboo divination sticks surround Ning Fusang.

The piles of spirit stones, stacked like mountains, were once vibrant and colorful, but they began to dim at a visible speed.

Ning Fusang sat cross-legged with his five centers facing the sky, circulating his cultivation technique, "Spiritual Qi Technique."

The "Spiritual Qi Technique" of the Southern Star Sword Sect is already very complete, divided into three parts: upper, middle, and lower. She only needs to select the middle part, "Transformation Chapter," to guide the spiritual energy to circulate throughout the body, gather it in the dantian, form one vortex after another, and compress the spiritual energy into spiritual power.

As a large amount of spiritual energy rapidly circulated throughout Ning Fusang's body, dozens of spiritual energy vortexes appeared simultaneously in Ning Fusang's dantian.

These cyclones resemble water mist or wispy, soft clouds. They are enormous in size, but when compressed into a liquid state, they are only the size of a raindrop.

Raindrops jumped into the dantian, stirring up ripples.

After the cyclone turned into a liquid state, the dantian space became more open, but soon a continuous stream of spiritual energy poured in, creating more cyclones.

Ning Fusang's meridians were already open, and with the marrow cleansing she had undergone, the width of her meridians was much wider than that of a normal person. A large amount of spiritual energy flowed freely without any stagnation, making her more efficient at refining spiritual energy.

Within his dantian, it was as if clouds and rain were being channeled, causing the water level to rise and the area to widen, transforming from a lake into a vast, enclosed sea.

She remained still and silent, her thoughts flowing freely. Though she was in a narrow mountain cave, her mind roamed far and wide, soaring through the vast universe.

Time flows like a river.

In Ning Fusang's perception, every stillness and movement in the world was exceptionally clear.

The world was still the same world, but in her eyes, it was a completely different scene.

Ning Fusang could even sense the movements within the Shuiwan Canyon.

The tranquil water, as dark as night, resembles a sleeping behemoth, its opening a secret that could one day devour any who dares to spy on it.

Deep underwater, the young man lay asleep with his eyes closed, blood spreading outwards from around him.

Several flying swords guarded the young man, preventing the silver dragon from getting close.

Suddenly, the young swordsman opened his eyes.

The silver dragon was suddenly startled, its eyes widening like lanterns. It burst out of the water and fled on the clouds.

Fifth Creek sneered, not chasing after the beast, but instead gripping the hilt of the Broken Water Sword and flying out of the water.

He raised an eyebrow slightly. That demonic dragon that stirred up trouble and devoured countless mortals a thousand years ago hadn't escaped.
The dragon's aura was nearby, and Fifth Stream looked towards a barren mountain not far away.

The clouds were dazzling, shaped like auspicious birds, and contained wisps of purple aura. Such a strange phenomenon must mean that the young girl was breaking through to a higher realm.

The flying sword that Fifth Creek was standing on moved forward a few steps, and suddenly, an unexpected change occurred!
A powerful force drew Fifth Stream into a world of peach blossoms!
Falling petals create a dreamlike scene.

Fifth Creek gripped the Broken Water Sword, cautiously and warily surveying his surroundings.

Having already suffered a setback at the hands of that girl before, Fifth Creek was even more cautious this time.

call--

A gentle breeze swept by, and the peach blossoms scattered on the ground were carried by the wind, instantly coalescing into huge human figures.

Because of Fifth Stream's formidable strength, the Peach Blossom Illusion directly triggered the highest-level killing move—the Thirteen Kills of Peach Forest.

There are thirteen Peach Blossom Giants in total, also known as the Thirteen Eminent Men.

In the vast battlefield, peach trees formed forests, giants reached the sky, and petals flew like blades, sharp and bloodthirsty.

Fifth Stream's innate flying sword ability was suppressed, making this battlefield completely unfavorable to him!

The peach blossom blades flew endlessly, regenerating after being destroyed, at a speed that left Fifth Stream speechless.

Moreover, the peach blossom forest constantly shifted its position on this battlefield, managing to sever the connection between the flying sword and him.

The three swords and the four swords were separated by the giant peach branches and could not sense each other. Fifth Stream made a sword incantation, and the flying sword in the far distance crashed around like a headless fly, and was quickly blocked by countless intersecting peach branches.

Clusters of peach blossoms bloomed, burying the gleaming flying sword.

Suddenly, only his natal flying sword, Duan Shui, remained beside Fifth Creek. After a renowned scholar from Peach Blossom Village was slain, countless peach blossom petals fluttered down, coalesced back into human form, raised their palms, and thrust horizontally, creating a hurricane that crashed into Fifth Creek.

As time went by, the young swordsman from Xuanpu Mountain developed numerous wounds, large and small, inflicted by the flying peach blossom blades.

He had already been struck by Ning Fusang's sword pellet, and his injuries had not yet healed. In the Peach Killing Illusion, he had been entangled with thirteen warriors for a long time, and his face turned as pale as snow.

The young man was exceptionally talented and had never been defeated in his travels down the mountain. Now, however, he had suffered repeated heavy blows and knew that the girl was not joking with him; she truly intended to kill him.

Fifth Creek did not feel discouraged; on the contrary, he fought with increasing courage, and his eyes showed more determination.

"Sword of Water Severance, cleave this illusion in two!"

The young man's lips were crimson. He swallowed a mouthful of blood and shouted through gritted teeth.

The flying sword and its master were of one mind, becoming one, and suddenly a burst of spiritual light shone forth as it slashed towards this world.

boom--

A strong wind rose from the ground, but it was no longer the wind from the Peach Blossom Illusion, but a fresh and cold mountain wind from the outside world.

Fifth Creek then saw clearly that it was a painting. The peach grove, having lost its murderous intent, had returned to peace, and the deep red and light red peach blossoms would never fade!

A tear appeared in the scroll, and as the sword energy spread, the tear grew larger and larger, extending downwards from the top of the scroll.

Fifth Creek was quite embarrassed by this strange painting. Just as he was about to reach out and put the painting away, a golden sword came straight at his face.

The black dragon soared into the sky, exuding an aura of domineering power. But atop the dragon's head stood a pale, aloof young woman dressed in black robes with arrow sleeves.

Fifth Creek was greatly shocked.

"You've broken through to the mid-stage of the Knowledge Realm?"

How is this possible! No one in the world has ever been able to cross two thresholds from the ninth level of the Realm and enter the middle stage of the Knowledge Realm in one go!
The Fifth Creek's understanding was greatly impacted.

However, the girl's aura was overwhelming, and she was indeed at the mid-stage of the Knowledge Realm, not at a level that was forcibly raised using some secret method.

Ning Fusang's eyes turned cold as she listened to Fifth Xi's words.

According to her original plan, she should have broken through to the peak of the Knowledge Realm in one leap, but she broke through ahead of time. All her previous preparations were in vain, and now her cultivation level is only between the early and middle stages of the Knowledge Realm.

Even reaching the mid-stage of the Knowledge Realm is still just one step away.

Ning Fusang's smile vanished as she recalled the Dragon Bone Sword and charged at the young man.

Clang! Clang! Clang!
Fifth Creek hurriedly raised his sword to parry, but his figure swayed slightly.

He pointed his sword at the bay, and countless water columns shot into the sky, transforming into water dragons that fought against Ning Fusang.

Qianyuan swallowed the water dragon, flew into the sky, and spat out a large number of water arrows, shooting continuously towards the Fifth Stream!

The weather suddenly changed, dark clouds loomed overhead, and the air became heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

What made things difficult for Fifth Stream was that, for some reason, his sword domain was always countered by the girl's flying sword.

A flash of golden light, and the blade grazed Fifth Stream's eye, slicing off a few strands of his hair.

Fifth Creek, struck by a sudden inspiration, exclaimed in astonishment, "Dragon bones?"

This golden sword is actually a flying sword forged from dragon bones?

(End of this chapter)