You call this the way of the sword?

"Um?"

"Why did one of them leave?"

In the secluded forest, Yang Qingfeng sat on a tree with his eyes closed, cursing the girl for her lack of martial ethics.

They just grabbed the stuff and left. How can they do that?

He even wanted to use them as a shield.

Thanks to the comprehensive improvement of his spiritual perception, Yang Qingfeng was able to start a new life of remote sword control through the vision sharing of his sword soul.

So far, the effect is quite good, with little delay even at distances of several miles, and it is quite smooth. The only drawback is that I can't hear any sound.

However, compared to its shortcomings, the advantages clearly outweigh the disadvantages.

The Sword Soul's vision is a soul vision, which allows it to see both tangible things and illusory existences.

Yang Qingfeng saw seven soul flames of varying sizes within the ruins. Six of the smaller flames belonged to the young men and women who were also newly promoted cultivators, while the larger flame was located deep within the ruins.

It was enormous, so enormous that even from a distance, Yang Qingfeng could feel the sword spirit trembling.

Sword spirits are not afraid of external things. Even if the sky collapses and the earth caves in, they will not feel the slightest fear. The reason for this situation is that their soul power is being suppressed.

The guy in the ruins has extremely strong soul power, and it's still growing stronger.

The source of its soul power is precisely that essence.

"They're here."

Yang Qingfeng composed himself.

In the ruins, six surviving teenagers are scavenging for scraps left on the battlefield.

The resurrected ones have all vanished into thin air, leaving nothing behind, but the ruins themselves contain quite a few artifacts.

During the great battle, the earth cracked open. Houses collapsed, and these ancient artifacts floated to the surface, where they were collected by the boys.

Like Jiang Yuan, the ancient artifacts transformed into specks of light and merged into the bodies of the young people.

It's like a recognition of them, but it also means that their journey has come to an end.

After absorbing the ancient artifacts, the youths sensed the changes within themselves, realizing that they had received divine blessings and awakened their talents.

Each person can only awaken one talent. Their journey has been completed, but they did not leave. Suddenly, the sword spirit in the air retreated rapidly and absorbed their spiritual power.

The ruins began to shake violently, as if the trial had begun again.

"Wow, there's a third round?"

"Of course, don't forget the sacrifices for the beast tide."

"The same goes for those resurrected beings. They all released a lot of vital energy after they died. The third one will definitely be a big one."

"The boss of the secret realm..."

After awakening, the boys felt much lighter and could leave whenever they wanted.

They just didn't expect that sometimes taking an extra look could be fatal.

Amid the tremors, the depths of the ruins gradually collapsed.

At first, only the walls crumbled, releasing a little bit of pressure. Later, even the space itself shattered, and an incredibly terrifying soul force erupted, transforming into a world-destroying impact that swept across the entire ruins in an instant.

The process was sudden, taking less than 0.01 seconds. The six teenagers, with leisurely smiles on their faces, were still looking forward to seeing what the secret realm leader looked like, but before they even saw the leader, they had already vanished.

As the core of long-range sword control, the sword soul had retreated to the entrance of the ruins long ago, but it was still severely injured by the shock and was just a hair's breadth away from being knocked back into the sword domain.

Yang Qingfeng wasn't too worried. As long as he, the sword master, didn't have any problems, the sword spirit would be immortal.

Moreover, the nine spirit swords are still online. They are closer together and have been hit harder, but the damage is much less.

"The spirit sword itself has no attributes; its combat power depends on my cultivation level. Although I cannot see it, my current cultivation level is sufficient to handle the opponent's attacks."

Yang Qingfeng was clear-headed at this moment, and could understand many things in an instant, including his current cultivation level, which was all thanks to the strange flower, giving him the qualification to kill its true form.

After a wave of attacks, the ruins were reduced to rubble, but new changes soon followed.

As the terrifying soul power began to recede, countless exotic flowers spread from the depths of space, instantly covering the entire ruins and transforming them into an extremely beautiful sea of ​​flowers.

In a sea of ​​flowers, a crystal coffin radiates an eerie light, upon which sits a woman who appears like a deity. Her beauty is exquisite, her body as translucent as ice crystal, and her body is adorned with beautiful patterns that blend seamlessly with her form, shimmering with a hazy light that makes her appear both pure and sacred.

She sat there languidly, nourished by countless flowers, seemingly endlessly alive.

Upon seeing this woman, Yang Qingfeng's expression turned grim.

He suddenly realized that having the right to fight and being able to kill the opponent are two different things.

Based on the battle with the resurrected one, this woman clearly possesses extraordinary power; at the very least, her vitality is beyond imagination, otherwise she wouldn't have chosen to seek death as part of her trial.

She wanted to die, but she wasn't afraid to.

She can't die!

Does immortality truly exist in this world?

How could such a thing exist in the Secret Realm of Talent?

No, wait a minute.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

Yang Qingfeng shook his head sharply, trying to clear his mind of distracting thoughts.

Looking closer, he realized that the woman was staring at him with a playful expression, seemingly quite interested.

"Kill me, or I'll kill you."

She spoke softly, yet her voice carried across the entire continent.

Such is the trial; no further explanation is needed.

Yang Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately activated his nine swords: "Junior Yang Qingfeng, forgive me!"

The nine spirit swords activated instantly, transforming into streaks of blue flame that swept across the sea of ​​flowers. They suddenly accelerated along the way, attempting to catch the woman off guard.

He succeeded. The woman had just floated up and stood up when the spirit sword pierced her through.

Nine sword strikes, swift as lightning, pierced the woman's body, causing it to slightly deform as if her soul power had been drawn out. But she immediately returned to normal, and her injuries were instantly healed.

"Sure enough, the sea of ​​flowers helped her recover."

With a thought, Yang Qingfeng quickly separated the nine swords, leaving only four to attack, while the other five flew at low altitude and attacked the sea of ​​flowers at the same time, slashing up countless petals.

Seeing this, the woman chuckled and flicked her finger, sending out four flower petals that clashed fiercely with the four spirit swords, gradually suppressing them.

Feeling the pressure transmitted back by the spirit sword, Yang Qingfeng frowned, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and he always felt like he had missed something.

Especially when that woman was vying with the flower and the spirit sword, she did not stop him from attacking the sea of ​​flowers at all. She was completely fearless and knew that he could not do anything to the sea of ​​flowers.

It didn't seem like they were facing an enemy; it was more like they were playing.

It's normal that she's not taken seriously since she's only level 1, but wasn't she asking for death? Why is she playing around like this?

Yang Qingfeng had a vague feeling that he hadn't seen through the essence of the matter.

Whether it's a woman's strength or an inexhaustible sea of ​​flowers, these are both outward manifestations.

It seems to be an unbreakable force, and that's what makes it so jarring.

If this is a trial, then over the countless years, others must have triggered it, but this woman has always been there, which means that no one has ever succeeded.

The failures of predecessors show that most methods are useless; at least, the obvious flaws are not flaws at all.

It's a trap.

A sea of ​​flowers is a trap.

Yang Qingfeng observed back and forth through the perspective of the sword spirit and finally discovered a clue.

However, he did not remain superficial. Instead, he manipulated the Nine Swords to abandon the sea of ​​flowers and launched another surprise attack on the woman, making it seem as if he had no choice but to attack fiercely.

Then he suddenly said, "Since you're so eager to die, why not remove the sea of ​​flowers?"

The woman was clearly in high spirits, and upon hearing this, she said, "You still have a quarter of an hour."

She didn't say anything unnecessary, nor did she intend to go easy on her. However, Yang Qingfeng, with his sharp eyes, noticed that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a hint of intriguing sarcasm.

Yang Qingfeng sneered inwardly, thinking to himself, "Just as I expected."

Something's off about this guy.

……