You call this the way of the sword?

Bamboo Shadow Mountain…

Yang Qingfeng followed and opened the information wall.

As expected, Bamboo Shadow Mountain is a dungeon for levels 15 to 20, with difficulty levels divided into Normal, Hard, and Hell. Only the Hell difficulty level has a clear record.

The fastest record is 3 hours, 37 minutes and 28 seconds, which was 23 months ago.

Based on the timeline, this record belongs to the previous two sessions, and Li Qingxuan was unable to break it in this session.

The information wall shows that 13 teams are currently playing on Normal difficulty, 8 teams are playing on Hard difficulty, and there are no teams playing on Hell difficulty.

Li Qingxuan said from the side, "Before level 21, the dungeon with the most experience is Gale Valley. That's the first small raid you'll face, a 10-player dungeon."

"The opening ceremony for welcoming new members hasn't started yet, so it's difficult to gather a full group of 10 people. Even at Zhuying Mountain, you'll have to wait a while and see if any of these teams are short of members."

As she spoke, Li Qingxuan turned her head and whispered, "Most of these teams are those that fell behind in our year. For whatever reason, their combat strength is generally average. There are also some scions of powerful families in the capital, whose quality varies greatly. You need to be careful when teaming up with them."

The two suddenly came very close, and an extremely alluring fragrance wafted into their noses.

Yang Qingfeng accidentally discovered that Li Qingxuan's low voice was quite magnetic, just like her figure and appearance, full of the feminine charm of "senior sister is mature".

But most importantly, the concern in her words made her truly seem like a senior sister, which warmed people's hearts.

Yang Qingfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I can solo it."

"Hmm, then... hmm?"

Li Qingxuan was suddenly startled, and then saw Yang Qingfeng turn around and rush towards her, bowing respectfully.

"Thank you for your kind care, Senior Sister Li. If you need anything in the future, please feel free to ask. Qingfeng will do his best to help. Goodbye, Senior Sister."

After Yang Qingfeng finished speaking, he walked into the vortex, giving Li Qingxuan no chance to stop him.

After a moment of stunned silence, Li Qingxuan quickly opened the information wall and found that there were still 13 teams playing the normal level and 8 teams playing the hard level. However, the hell level, which had been unchallenged before, was now being tackled by one team!

Bamboo Shadow Mountain

[Hell Level: 1]

hiss…

Upon seeing this inexplicably astonishing '1', Li Qingxuan's eyes flashed, her mind racing as she considered many aspects and quickly came to a conclusion.

I underestimated his strength.

New talents emerge every year; good-looking young men are everywhere in the capital.

The reason why Li Qingxuan was interested in Yang Qingfeng was because Yang Qingfeng's new promotion level was very high, possibly even the highest this year.

Moreover, Yang Qingfeng saw through her Dao body in an instant.

With keen spiritual perception, one's cultivation level must be quite high.

All things considered, Li Qingxuan concluded that Yang Qingfeng was a genius junior brother, and of course she liked and wanted to take care of a handsome, polite, and well-behaved genius junior brother.

But at this moment, Li Qingxuan realized that she was wrong, perhaps even terribly wrong.

"He's not just a genius... he's a prodigy?"

…………

Upon entering the instance, the first area you step into is a pre-battle preparation zone.

Yang Qingfeng stood in front of the mirror-like transparent wall. The afterglow of the sunset shone through the wall onto him, but it brought him no warmth whatsoever.

The approaching night seemed to trigger my biological clock, and the scene before me, combined with the chill that seeped into my body, gave me a sense of danger.

Outside the wall, a desolate road winds its way towards Bamboo Shadow Mountain in the twilight.

From a distance, the bamboo shadows covering the mountain are so dense that they look eerily strange, like a hairy monster coiled up on the mountain. No matter how dazzling the fiery clouds in the sky are, they cannot reveal the ghostly creatures hiding among the bamboo.

"It looks pretty creepy, but the clearance record is only 3 hours, so it shouldn't be too complicated."

"Let's begin."

With a thought, Yang Qingfeng tore open spatial rifts in front of him.

Within the sword domain, all 160 sword spirits descended, sweeping away with a vast, chilling wind.

This action was like countless pebbles falling into a lake that had been calm for countless years, instantly splashing water and creating countless ripples, and one after another, the wild beasts sleeping in the lake were awakened.

As Yang Qingfeng stepped out of the preparation area, he was met with a gust of mountain wind that carried the stench of wild animals.

At the same time, a map of the Sword Soul's large-scale exploration quickly formed in his mind.

The desolate area on both sides was quite large, with tall, overgrown grass, but it was not an obstacle for a flying sword spirit.

Soon, the sword spirit was attacked.

Yang Qingfeng grabbed Yu Junjian and leaped into the air, seeing liquid arrows shooting out of the grass.

The sword spirit that was hit was not damaged immediately, but after two or three seconds, it started to deal damage, which was a poison attack.

[Slay a level 23 Monster-faced Frog, gain 40000 experience points]

[Slay a level 24 Scythe Cat, gain 55000 experience]

The sword spirit's counterattack was swift and fierce. With a single swooping sword strike, it sent the weeds flying, while strange cries rose and fell from both sides.

Looking at the kill information and the experience gained, Yang Qingfeng quickly confirmed his thoughts.

Bamboo Shadow Mountain is only half a level higher than Empty Mist Peak, so it is still a level 1 dungeon. Therefore, although the monsters here are of high level, even on par with the Ghost King's personal guards, the experience gained is much lower.

"Hmm... that's not how it works."

"Dungeons should be compared to other dungeons. Compared to Void Peak, the experience here is quite high, but the quantity is not large... The majority should be in the mountains."

Yang Qingfeng opened the attributes and glanced at the upgrade experience.

Name: Yang Qingfeng

[Cultivation: Swordsmanship]

[Cultivation Period: 39 years and 364 days]

[Level: 17 (12%)]

[Constitution: 360 + 1300 (Strength)]

[Mana: 1100 + 1450 (Spirit)]

[Agility: 340 + 1300]

Endurance: 340 + 1400 (Stamina)

Previously, in the third assessment, with the city full of demonic creatures and a blue lion clone, all the experience points were divided among several hundred people, and only about 4% reached Yang Qingfeng.

Back then, if you ate it alone, you could probably only level up 1 level, and it would be difficult to level up 2 levels.

After reaching level 15, the experience required for each level was beyond imagination. Yang Qingfeng no longer tried to estimate it. As long as he found the right place, leveling up was just a formality for him.

"Let's run a normal dungeon first and see how many contribution points we get, then we'll check out the 10-man dungeons..."

Riding the Yu Jun Sword, Yang Qingfeng began to drift towards Bamboo Shadow Mountain.

At this moment, the sky darkened rapidly, seemingly due to some kind of mechanism in the instance.

The arrival of night made the entire Bamboo Shadow Mountain appear even more secluded, as if fraught with danger.

Considering the poison attack that the sword spirit had just suffered, Yang Qingfeng proceeded slowly, and as a precaution, he recalled 10 female sword spirits to protect him from all sides.

With the Sword Domain now full, Yang Qingfeng has 170 Sword Souls.

Ten of them transformed into spirit swords, which could be used as active skills, while the other ten served as guardians, protecting against sneak attacks that the user might not have time to react to.

The remaining 150 statues surged into the mountain from all directions, like a vast army, crushing everything in their path.

In an instant, eerie howls erupted from the mountains, and their numbers increased rapidly.

The bamboo shadows trembled all over the mountain.

The whistling sounds approached from all directions, accompanied by the rustling sound of grinding the ground.

It didn't sound like a beast's roar, nor like a ghost.

Yang Qingfeng switched to the soul vision of his sword spirit and swept his eyes around, immediately feeling a chill run down his spine.