I picked up the scattered attributes

"I see, I almost forgot if you hadn't told me."

Upon hearing Feng Xia speak, Mo Yuanlong was startled for no reason. Then, as if struck by a thunderbolt from the heavens, his eyes widened and he froze in mid-air.

A domain filled with the misty aura of blood, also emanating from the white-robed youth, slowly and steadily blossomed like the blooming of a spider lily.

"You...how could you...?!"

"Besides, killing you in one move is a joke."

Feng Xia smiled casually and said, "At least... the first half is."

At this moment, more and more insights came to him. When he came into contact with the gate to the secret realm, he encountered endless principles and mysteries. At that time, Feng Xia was almost instantly immersed in it.

If it weren't for the old sect leader's sword light that awakened the completely absorbed Feng Xia, he might have remained immersed in those principles for ten days, half a month, or even longer, until he starved or worked himself to death!

This is what is known as the "Enlightenment Tribulation".

Now that he has awakened, those principles and truths are constantly transforming and becoming Feng Xia's own power!

Boom!

A more powerful and tragic aura than Mo Yuanlong's erupted from Feng Xia's body. At the same time, one after another dragon scale phantoms shone with a captivating dark golden light, causing Mo Yuanlong's heart to sink suddenly.

He was all too familiar with those dragon scale phantoms.

Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique - Dragon Scale Transformation!

"How could you possibly know the supreme cultivation technique of royalty?!"

"You can do it, and so can I."

Feng Xia calmly shook his head, using the Floating Dream Three Lives Technique as the general principle, and the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique and the Heavenly Pattern Breathing Method running in parallel, pushing his blood and magic power to the Thousand Autumns Cauldron in this instant!

"But I can do it, and you can't."

"Heavenly... Heavenly Pattern Breathing Method—"

Mo Yuanlong's heart skipped a beat, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The Heavenly Pattern Breathing Technique of the Heavenly Absolute Sect has been known for its powerful magic since ancient times. The imperial court once sent people to collect some of it, but in the end, it could not be integrated with the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique and could only be shelved.

But today, he actually witnessed the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique and the Heavenly Pattern Breathing Technique appearing simultaneously on a young man!

At this moment, whether it is blood and energy or magical power, Feng Xia is no less than him, and may even be better than him!

"Don't panic, don't panic! Magic power and blood energy are just the foundation. This boy's supernatural abilities and combat experience are still lacking..."

Mo Yuanlong, the strongest man in Xuanwu Kingdom, suddenly froze, his face contorted with a twisted expression that was neither crying nor laughing.

"Great Perfection...Sword Heart!"

"Mo Yuanlong, I will kill you in place of Fellow Daoist Ji."

Feng Xia used his hand as a sword, drawing an arc in mid-air.

The sword wheel shattered suddenly, but the thirteen sword blades did not disappear. Instead, with the blessing of the Great Perfection Sword Heart, they became even more ethereal and translucent, and filled the world with an indomitable spirit!

In the Valley of a Thousand Autumns, both Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan were shaken, their faces showing disbelief.

"Could this sword technique be..."

over nine days.

Thirteen sword lights erupted one after another, their dazzling divine light stunning the heavens and earth. They slashed diagonally from the horizon, like a giant divine eye that spanned the heavens and earth, slowly opening its eyes at this moment.

laugh.

There were no earth-shattering fluctuations, no deafening explosions; the sword light seemed to have swept everything away. After an unknown amount of time, a faint cracking sound was heard.

Before Mo Yuanlong, a Yuan Dan was gradually shattering, disintegrating into endless spiritual light.

"What kind of sword technique is this...?"

He raised his head in disbelief and managed to utter a few words with difficulty.

Feng Xia glanced at him calmly and replied indifferently:

"The Thirteen Swords of a Peerless Hero".

……

Chapter 0071

"A peerless hero?"

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of Mo Yuanlong's mouth, his breath growing weaker: "A fine name, a fine name... truly a peerless talent..."

For a cultivator at the Yuan Dan realm, the Yuan Dan is something that is essential for both life and death. If the Yuan Dan is destroyed, even if one manages to survive by sheer luck, the outcome is not much better than being crippled.

More importantly, Feng Xia's thirteen swords combined not only severed his core but also shattered his physical body.

At this moment, his body was like a sieve, his abundant vital energy was leaking out wildly, and it was likely that death would come silently soon!

"Is this the sword technique you created?"

Mo Yuanlong asked weakly.

Feng Xia shook his head and pointed at Lei Shao and the other person in the distance: "They are the creators of the sword technique. I just learned it casually and then haphazardly combined it."

"You...cough cough cough!"

Mo Yuanlong's eyes widened, and he coughed in shock at Feng Xia's answer, blood trickling down his face and soaking his raincoat.

However, while Mo Yuanlong was bewildered, Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan were even more bewildered.

what what?

Fellow Daoist Feng... no, Senior Feng, what did you just say?

This earth-shattering sword technique, capable of severing even the core cultivators, was actually created by the two of them?!

Mo Yuanlong coughed a few more times, his breathing becoming even weaker: "With such astonishing strength... why do you insist on helping a declining Qianqiu Valley..."

This is also what he can't understand the most!

If it weren't for the emergence of Feng Xia as a variable, the best outcome for Qianqiu Valley would have been for a group of people to live in anonymity, leave their hometown, and the entire sect would have existed in name only!

If the Old Sword King's plan goes wrong in the slightest, Thousand Autumn Valley will face annihilation.

Rather...

Summer has arrived.

This mysterious young man not only thwarted his years-long plan, but now he has also displayed terrifying strength, defeating him, a Yuan Dan realm cultivator!

Everything changed because of the summer wind.

"Because I have to repay one... no, two debts of gratitude."

Feng Xia shook his head expressionlessly, as if he had done something insignificant, and said in an extremely calm voice, "The road to the Yellow Springs is long. If I send you down now, perhaps Fellow Daoist Ji will have some company."

He raised his hand high, and a stunning sword light reappeared!

"What kind of kindness... could possibly make a mere Yuan Dan realm cultivator... I'm not reconciled!!"

Just then, Mo Yuanlong suddenly let out a long, fierce roar. The raincoat on his body, which was stained with blood, suddenly exploded and transformed into a blue dragon-shaped phantom. With a dragon's roar, it pounced towards Feng Xia's Yuan Dan!

"Fellow Daoist, you are right. The road to the Yellow Springs is long. You shall accompany me... down to the Yellow Springs!"

The raincoat he was wearing was actually an extremely amazing treasure, made from rare dragon blood wood, which, according to legend, was an ancient tree stained with dragon blood.

Wearing it on a daily basis not only provides good defense, but also enhances the power of the Nine Dragons Sacred Heart Technique.

However, Feng Xia's sword was too fast. He unleashed thirteen sword strikes in quick succession, directly severing Mo Yuanlong's core, leaving him unable to unleash any power despite possessing a rare treasure.

fortunately……

"Fellow Daoist, you are still too young! If you had killed me sooner, I wouldn't have succeeded in my sneak attack, and I wouldn't have suffered the disintegration of my Yuan Core..."

That cyan dragon-shaped phantom specifically corrupts a person's vital essence. Once hit, the vital essence will continuously turn to wood, eventually exhausting all vital energy and causing death!

The words are not finished yet.

Suddenly, Feng Xia reached out with his other hand and grabbed the illusory image of his Yuan Dan.

Snapped.

With a gentle squeeze, Feng Xia's illusory Yuan Dan shattered, turning into fragments that fell into his palm. Feng Xia then flicked his hand, tossing a few fragments into his mouth and crunching them.

"You...what...no...how..."

Mo Yuanlong couldn't believe his eyes. His old eyes were wide open, bigger than copper bells, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he kept making hoarse, panting sounds.

What did he see?

This young man actually shattered his own core and then swallowed it whole!

Divine Essence Pills can be crushed and eaten as snacks?!

"Cough cough cough..."

Under Mo Yuanlong's dumbfounded gaze, Feng Xia consumed his own Yuan Dan, and his aura immediately returned to the peak of the eighth level of the Dao Platform Realm. Then, one Dao Platform after another disintegrated, and the eight small bells of spiritual light flew back to the depths of Qianqiu Valley. The seventh of the eight divine wheels also shattered and dissipated one after another.

In the end, only a strange, obscure divine wheel and two golden rectangular bricks remained, floating up and down behind the young man's head.

Cultivation level...