Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

"Is that so?" Xia Jin's gaze fell on the glass ball in the hand of Venerable Meili, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her raised hand stopped in mid-air.

With Xia Jin's knowledge, she could tell at a glance that this thing was no ordinary item.

The faint aura emanating from within was clearly a sealed divine imprint.

"So, your reliance is this thing in your hand, isn't it?" Xia Jin lowered her hand and asked calmly.

When Venerable Meili noticed that Xia Jin had stopped, his tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Fellow Daoist has discerning eyes." Venerable Meili gritted her teeth, her voice becoming more confident. "This item was given to my master by chance when he helped a Saint Realm being during his travels. That being then used his divine sense to condense this Heavenly Mystery Pearl and gifted it to my master."

"That being of the Saint Realm once said that as long as this bead is crushed, he will sense it and will take action no matter how far away he is."

As Venerable Meili spoke, his gaze was fixed on Xia Jin's bronze mask, as if he wanted to see the fear in Xia Jin's eyes.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed; Xia Jin's eyes remained completely unmoved.

"An attack from a Saint Realm being?" Xia Jin frowned slightly.

His gaze fell on the Heavenly Mystery Pearl again, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

There are very few Saint Realm beings in the Mirage Cloud Realm; those known to the public are no more than five. Moreover, they are all ancient monsters who have lived for countless millennia, possessing extraordinary abilities.

Although he was not afraid of any expert at the Great Power Realm, if he really provoked a Saint Realm being, he would be in deep trouble.

Xia Jin quickly calculated in her mind.

The shifty-eyed Venerable Meili in front of him certainly didn't seem to be lying.

Moreover, the fact that the opponent was able to block that sword energy without dying on the spot is enough to show that the bead in the opponent's hand may really contain the divine thought of a Saint Realm being.

"Hmph! You're quite lucky; you actually have a decent trump card to save your life." Xia Jin sneered.

Seeing that Xia Jin's attitude had softened, Venerable Meili was overjoyed and quickly said, "Fellow Daoist, today's matter was just a misunderstanding. Lingyuan and Fenxin were blind and offended you. Now that they have been executed, it can be considered that they brought it upon themselves."

"I have no deep-seated hatred for you, fellow Daoist. Why escalate this trivial matter to an unmanageable point?"

He said, "If you will let me go, I swear on my conscience that I will never mention what happened today to anyone."

"how?"

After speaking, Venerable Meili stared nervously at Xia Jin, awaiting his reply.

He knew perfectly well that although he possessed this trump card to save his life, he himself wasn't entirely sure if what his master had said before his death was true. If, after crushing it, that Saint Realm being didn't make a move, he would definitely die here today.

Besides, even if it were true, he would lose his trump card for survival! Rather than that, he might as well quickly back down and hope that the other party would not make a move against him.

After a moment of silence, Xia Jin looked at Venerable Meili with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

The Venerable Meili's expression changed, and he was about to speak in his defense when Xia Jin waved her hand, interrupting him.

"Fine, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Jin waved his right hand, and the four stone swords floating above his head emitted a low hum, then transformed into four streams of light and disappeared back into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Venerable Meili was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "Thank you, fellow Daoist! Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Xia Jin looked at the other party's overjoyed expression, but sneered inwardly, and a strand of mortal sword intent condensed at the tip of her index finger.

Does this guy really think I'll let him off so easily?

He flicked his finger lightly.

The mortal sword intent pierced directly into Venerable Meili's brow.

"You...you said you would let me go..." Venerable Meili's body stiffened, staring at Xia Jin in disbelief.

His face began to change constantly, sometimes flushed, sometimes ashen, changing more than a dozen colors in just a few breaths.

But even stranger things were yet to come.

The body and limbs of Venerable Meili began to move uncontrollably, and the whole person was like a puppet, making all sorts of strange movements.

His soul had now fallen into the endless mortal world, struggling and drifting in countless illusory realms of reincarnation.

This is the terrifying aspect of the mortal sword intent.

It can cause no harm to the physical body or the soul, but it can make people sink into the illusion of the mortal world, experience a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, and taste all the hardships of human life.

Those who lack willpower may be trapped in it forever and never wake up.

Xia Jin glanced at Venerable Meili and sneered, "This mortal sword intent will linger in your body for forty-nine days. After forty-nine days, it will naturally dissipate."

"At that time, you will regain your freedom."

"However, whether you can survive forty-nine days depends on your fate."

Xia Jin glanced at Venerable Meili with a mocking expression, then turned and walked into the depths of the mountains.

......

at the same time.

At the bottom of a secluded rift valley in this crimson mountain range.

Xia Jin's avatar was sitting cross-legged on a protruding rock platform.

He is in very poor condition.

The black filth seemed to be no longer able to be suppressed as it had been at the beginning, and began to spread upwards along his arm, little by little.

"Damn it!!"

Xia Jin's avatar cursed under his breath, and just then, his divine sense suddenly perceived something.

That was a fluctuation of energy coming from the other side of the mountain range.

The avatar instantly recognized the four terrifyingly murderous auras.

"The Four Swords of Zhuxian?"

The avatar was slightly taken aback, then a hint of joy flashed in its eyes.

"The real body has arrived!"

He endured the excruciating pain in his arms, raised his head, and looked into the distance, his gaze piercing through the rock walls of the rift valley.

Sure enough, at almost the same moment, a familiar wave of divine sense crossed dozens of miles and established a connection with his divine consciousness.

That was the aura of the true form.

The real person has finally arrived.

The transformed body breathed a sigh of relief; the feeling of isolation and fighting alone finally dissipated most of its intensity with the arrival of the original body.

Sure enough, less than a quarter of an hour later, a white figure flew down from the sky above the mountains.

Xia Jin looked down at the bottom of the rift, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he discovered the location of his avatar. The next moment, his figure transformed into a stream of light and fell directly into the rift, landing on the rocky platform where his avatar was.

However, when Xia Jin saw clearly what he had transformed into, his face darkened.

"This is... the power of corruption?"

"That's right!!" The avatar nodded and raised its arms, which were shrouded in black mist.

"When I discovered these two fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell, they were already contaminated. To prevent them from falling into the wrong hands, I had no choice but to forcibly suppress them and take them away. Now that you're here, I can finally relax!!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!!" Xia Jin could already sense the excited emotions of Donghuang Zhong in her sea of ​​consciousness, and she already had a plan in mind.

If he can't handle this filth himself, surely the Eastern Emperor Bell, a supreme innate treasure, can handle it too?