The Immortal Empress, Unrivaled Through Eternity

"There are levels to swordsmanship?"

Li Yunqing was filled with doubt, as the Cangshan Sword Manual did not describe it.

It is clear that even the Sword Saint who pioneered the Sword Heart path probably didn't know much about it, or perhaps the cultivation of the Sword Heart level had not yet been fully developed.

But she could clearly sense that the sword's edge was even sharper, and the seven-colored light it emitted faintly carried an aura of destruction.

This increased the power of her swordsmanship by at least 30%.

"And the Yin spirit... If it leaves the body now, the crisis is no longer a matter of life and death, but there is still danger."

She looked up at the sky; it was noon, the time when the sun was at its strongest.

"Perhaps in the early morning or evening, when the sun is not so strong, the spirit can leave the body."

"Moreover, the area covered by the spiritual energy also reaches a radius of ten zhang."

As she sensed the transformation of her Yin Spirit and Sword Heart, Li Yunqing began to gain some understanding.

As she gains more experience and insights, and gets closer to the goal she holds dear, her swordsmanship will grow stronger.

This is probably what it means to have finite bones but an infinite heart.

However, once separated, the sword's heart will surely shatter.

Just like Lu Xingzhou back then.

If she compromises again, or gets married, and loses her spirit, her sword heart will either regress or shatter.

While Li Yunqing was deep in thought, the three-headed demon king, who had retreated from the city, was still looking at the Cangshan Sword Saint with fear.

A sword saint who has broken through to the Profound Realm is simply terrifying.

They were almost certain that if they faced the Sword Saint alone, they would almost certainly die.

The swordsman's attack was terrifying; a single strike severely injured them. If the three of them hadn't worked together, they would have truly died.

What's even more terrifying is that the Cangshan Sword Saint had only recently broken through to the next level.

If they were allowed to grow for a longer period of time, the three demon kings, working together, would likely be annihilated by that terrifying sword strike.

"Fortunately, this time, in order to get revenge, we summoned the Tiger King and the Wolf King!"

At this moment, the three-headed black serpent felt a surge of relief.

In order to take revenge on the human race and teach them a lesson, he paid a heavy price, even taking ninety percent of the human race in this city as a reward.

That's how they summoned the Tiger King and the Wolf King, and gathered over 100,000 demons.

If he had come alone, he would probably be dead by that sword by now.

"Attack the city!"

As soon as the three-headed black serpent's roar subsided, endless roars of beasts followed.

A series of booming sounds rose from afar, and the entire earth and city walls trembled at that moment.

"Ring the bell to gather the city's warriors and proceed to defend the city!"

"All the major families must go!"

"Summon all able-bodied men in the city and be ready at any time."

Lord Qin glanced at his father's withered corpse, forcing back his grief, and said, "I beg the Sword Saint to hold off the Three-Headed Demon King!"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Saint of Cangshan nodded slightly: "Unless I die, the Three-Headed Demon King will never be able to enter the city."

As he spoke, he suddenly leaped into the air, stepping directly out of Qingzhou City, standing in the void, facing the three-headed demon king.

Now that the three-headed demon king is intimidated and dares not attack him in the short term, he has a chance to catch his breath.

"We're not strong enough yet, let's stall for as long as we can!"

The Sword Saint of Cangshan stood solemnly, sword in hand, constantly replenishing his depleted inner energy.

He was not afraid of a single demon king; he could even defeat and kill it.

However, the three heads joined forces, all of them were at the same realm, and the three-headed demon king had been in the Profound Realm for even longer, and was not far from the middle level of the Profound Realm.

In this situation, he might be able to kill one, or even severely injure another, but he would inevitably be severely injured, or even killed, by the third demon king.

Sword cultivators possess unparalleled offensive power, but their defense is not strong.

Even because all his cultivation is focused on his sword, his defense is weaker than that of an ordinary Grandmaster of the Profound Realm.

"If I had more time, I could create a sword technique suitable for the Profound Realm..."

The Sword Saint of Cangshan felt somewhat unwilling.

He had just broken through to the Profound Realm, and his strength had increased greatly, but his swordsmanship was still not able to fully unleash the power of a Grandmaster of the Profound Realm.

If one were to create Sword Ten, Sword Eleven... that sword strike just now would surely be enough to kill the Three-Headed Demon King.

Now, he doesn't even dare to let himself get hurt.

Once injured, no one in the entire Qingzhou will be able to stop the Demon King.

At that time, most of the people of Qingzhou would die, and the rest would inevitably be captured and imprisoned in the Demon Kingdom.

They become renewable food for demons.

He had seen this kind of thing far too many times.

In the demon's lair that he had destroyed, he saw his clansmen imprisoned there; it was a scene straight out of hell on earth.

They were constantly forced to reproduce, and were constantly devoured by demons; the bones of infants piled up into mountains.

"Rumble..."

The city of Qingzhou was filled with constant booming sounds as almost all the martial artists were summoned to the city walls to fight the enemy.

Even the young masters from prominent families like Lu Xingzhou, Jiang Yu, and Qin Yu, as well as members of various major clans, all went there.

On the contrary, almost all female martial artists, except for those with extremely high strength, were rejected.

The reason is that women don't need to go to the battlefield until all the men are dead.

Li Yunqing brought the seriously injured Xun Fei back to the Li family. After settling him in, she found that the entire Li family seemed to be empty.

My elder brother is probably still in seclusion at the Demon Suppression Division, comprehending the fundamental diagram, while my father must have gone to the city walls to defend against the demons.

"I need to break through to the Qi Realm faster!"

Having witnessed the terror of the Xuan Realm, she felt a sense of urgency.

Now, facing the Xuanjing realm, she is almost as powerless as an infant.

"Mingyu Skill Experience +10."

"Mingyu Skill Experience +10."

Time slowly passed during the practice.

Suddenly, Li Yunqing frowned, looked up at the window, and realized that the sky had unknowingly darkened.

"Is it Father returning?"

"wrong!"

Her spiritual power instinctively emanated, and relying on her plant-based body and her sensitivity to plants, she sensed that someone had set foot in the Li residence.

Without the slightest hesitation, her Yin spirit leaped out, and with a wave of her hand, poison needles and flying swords all fell into her hand and soared into the void.

Seeing the group of people sneaking in furtively, Li Yunqing's expression instantly turned serious.

"A religion of worship?"

"There's actually a Qi Realm cultivator here!"

She understood almost instantly that all martial artists, including the major families, were now resisting the demons' attack on the city.

This is the best opportunity for the God Worshipping Cult to arrest itself.

"Buzz!"

Li Yunqing walked on air in her Yin spirit, quickly approaching the head of the Qi Realm martial artist.

"As expected, you can't sense me!"

She felt reassured that she hadn't been detected even when she was right above the Qi Realm martial artist's head.

The palm-sized flying sword was caught in her hand.

"Sword Nine!"

Suddenly, her Yin spirit body flashed with seven-colored light, all of which gathered on the flying sword. At that moment, she felt as if she could create the world.

The moment the sword intent erupted, a chill rose, and frost and snow instantly fell within a five-meter radius around her.

"Sizzle!"

The sword light burst forth, carrying an extreme chill, tearing through the darkness like the cold moonlight.

"Who goes there!"

The Qi Realm martial artist finally reacted, and his true Qi instinctively circulated throughout his body.

But in that instant, a flash of seven-colored light appeared on the sword, piercing straight through the true energy protection and passing by his neck.

"Pfft..."

Blood surged, a head flew up, and slammed heavily to the ground, rolling around with a 'glug glug' sound.

"Divine messenger!"

Seeing their divine messenger suddenly unleash his true energy and have his head fly off for no apparent reason, the disciples of the God Worship Sect exclaimed in unison.

Pairs of eyes looked around, filled with extreme fear.

The divine messenger was a Qi Realm martial artist, and there was no one around. Why would his head fall to the ground for no reason?

At that moment, everyone's heart raced and their scalp tingled.

The hairs on their bodies stood on end, and the invisible chill made everyone instinctively hold their breath.

"The seven-colored light can actually pierce through the true energy of a low-level Qi Realm martial artist!"

Li Yunqing paused slightly, her expression filled with delight. This change in her sword heart had greatly enhanced her swordsmanship.

Upon seeing the other six worshippers, he fled in terror into the distance.

Without the slightest hesitation, she formed a sword finger, and the frost-like sword intent gathered, transforming into a pure white, illusory little sword that sliced ​​through the night.

Almost instantly, it passed through the heads of six people.

"Thump..."

The six worshippers who were running suddenly stopped, then collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"I've reached the Killing Intent Realm now!"

"What is that seven-colored light emanating from the sword's heart?"

Li Yunqing looked surprised and somewhat bewildered, as she sensed movement behind her.

Her spirit suddenly ascended into the sky and landed directly in the Purple Cloud Pavilion.

Before long, she returned to the courtyard and saw Xiao Lan and several servants, including Xun Fei who was recovering from his injuries, all of whom were now fully recovered.

Li Yunqing feigned ignorance and asked, "What happened?"

With a cult secretly targeting her and many men interested in her, she naturally couldn't reveal her true strength.

Moreover, things like Yin spirits cannot be exposed casually.

"These people are Christians."

Xun Fei stepped forward to examine the headless corpse, his expression grave: "This person was a Qi Realm martial artist."

"The way those people died was strange; there wasn't a single wound."

At this point, Xun Fei's expression became serious.

"Junior Sister Yunqing, the city is in chaos. For your safety..."

"Tonight, I must protect you closely."

Li Yunqing: "..."

Fortunately, Xun Fei didn't have any tools to commit the crime, otherwise she would have really overthought things.