I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

"I hope it belongs to Zhou Xingyun," Zhu You silently wished.

Ye Qinghan had been to Zhou Xingyun's territory, so they knew Zhou Xingyun's territory very well.

The most unpredictable one has to be Ye Qiao.

None of them had ever entered Ye Qiao's territory.

Ye Qinghan thought of her domain name, "Specializing in healing, nothing to fear."

The young man gripped his sword, calmly analyzing the predicament before him: "Besides, her domain is more harmless than ours."

During a casual chat that evening, Ye Qiao revealed that her domain was relatively harmless before the first four colors, and only became lethal after experiencing all four colors.

That means it was harmless until then.

Ye Qinghan was confident that she could bring the situation under control before it spiraled out of control.

The Senluo Mirror quickly constructed the scene. What came into view was a vast expanse of white, with a snowy and icy landscape spreading out beneath her feet. The moment Ye Qiao touched the ground, she felt completely numb from the cold.

Her movements slowed at that moment. She yelped and looked at Ye Qinghan, "Your domain?"

"Holy crap, it's so cold." Chu Xingzhi's teeth chattered from the cold, and he could barely speak.

Ye Qiao felt the same way. She had entered Ye Qinghan's domain once, and in her opinion, Ye Qinghan's domain was simply unreasonable. At least her domain was friendly at first, but the moment she stepped into Ye Qinghan's domain, her blood seemed to freeze.

She shuddered and dragged the KFC chicken, which refused to come out, out. The bright firelight enveloped her, barely melting the rapidly freezing ice.

In an instant, they all swarmed around Ye Qiao, trying to get close to her; there was still a little warmth around her.

After spitting fire twice, KFC also wilted: "I can't maintain this for long. If you don't find a way out, it's only a matter of time before you're trapped in this domain and die."

Ye Qinghan tried to establish a connection with his domain, hoping to open its exit. After all, it was his domain, and as its master, he could control it. The boy closed his eyes and quickly tried to find a way to open the domain.

Qin Huai cursed under his breath, "What's wrong with your domain?"

The temperature inside the area was unimaginably low.

Chu Xingzhi frantically breathed out, trying to light a fire-controlling talisman to warm himself. "My senior brother's domain is so strong, but it's so cold."

Ye Qiao distributed all of her few fire-controlling talismans at this moment, but they had little effect. Her cold mind seemed to be frozen at this moment, and her expression became somewhat blank.

It's commonly known as being frozen senseless.

"Qiaoqiao." Frost Sword hesitated for a few seconds, looking at its master's dazed expression, and wanted to come up and help her.

The little girl spread frost from her fingertips, attempting to fight poison with poison to help her opponent keep warm. She tilted her head back, her icy blue eyes silently gazing at Chaoxi Sword, looking very obedient. "May I... freeze her?"

That should help Qiaoqiao.

It is said that people can experience the illusion of warmth in extremely cold conditions.

"……"Forehead.

Chao Xijian pressed down on her fluffy head. "If you want her to die quickly, you might want to consider it."

Frost pondered for a moment, but unable to reach a conclusion after thinking for a long time, she finally listened to advice and withdrew the snowflakes that had already spread from her fingertips.

Now, the only ones they can count on are cultivators with fire-type spiritual roots. Mu Chongxi lit up his natal fire at his fingertips, and a group of people frantically gathered around the tuft of flame at his fingertips to keep warm.

At that moment, he was the hope of the entire village.

After a while, Ye Qiao, who had been frozen stiff, gradually recovered. She breathed out a breath of cold air, made a hand seal, and lightning shot into the air, striking the ice shards falling from the sky. If she had been even a step slower, the ice shards, which were sharper than swords, would have been aimed at her skull.

The array she had set up was also fragile and vulnerable within the domain. Without Mu Chongxi's fire source for warmth, her fingertips were frozen due to prolonged contact with the domain. Ye Qiao quickly shattered the ice the moment it solidified. Her fingers were so cold that they went numb, and the temperature imbalance gave her a hallucination of being very hot.

It wasn't just her body that kept freezing over; everyone else was the same. The frozen parts of their bodies needed to be broken up before they solidified. The mental anguish was far greater than the physical headaches and torment.

"...It's so cold." Mu Chongxi was a little more resistant to the cold than the others, which might be related to the Dragon Clan's heritage. He looked at his fellow disciples who were almost frozen silly and frantically began to shake Ye Qinghan, "What should we do? They're going to freeze silly."

However, in reality, Ye Qinghan's situation was no better than theirs. In order to prevent his own domain from taking dangerous actions, such as completely freezing his fellow disciples to death, he kept his divine sense closely connected with it the whole time. The young man opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of cold air, "I'm trying my best to control it."

"But I have a question." Ye Qinghan stared intently at the field before him. "Is its power really only fifty percent?"

He felt that this area was at least 70 or 80% dangerous.

Even within Ye Qinghan's own domain, controlling it with his current divine sense is quite difficult.

Mu Chongxi: "Never mind fifty or sixty, can you open the domain and let us out?" He was the only one who could move; the others were frozen stiff.

Mu Chongxi barely managed to keep moving thanks to the heat emanating from the sword spirit. "If we really can't open it, we'll just break through it."

Ye Qinghan used his divine sense to pull the domain back, trying to stop its attack. Hearing this, he turned his head slightly, not expecting such a method. He said expressionlessly, "Who can break through? Do you have that ability?"

And how weak would a field have to be to be artificially breached?

He scoffed.

Mu Chongxi shrugged. "But this is your territory, and you know exactly where the weaknesses are."

Ye Qinghan did indeed know.

But it's still too difficult for him to break through the domain by himself.

Ye Qinghan pursed his lips, still hesitating, but Mu Chongxi grabbed his collar, "Stop dawdling, people really will die. Those ancestors are determined to train us, they won't make a move until the very end when there's no way to save us."

Ye Qinghan couldn't help but frown. "Give me a little more time, I'm sure I can open it..."

As he finished speaking, blood dripped from the tip of his ear. Ye Qinghan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's just break through."

"Break through the domain?" The founder of the Sword Inquiry Sect nodded. "That's one way."

Making a domain obedient is impossible in a short time. Even if Ye Qinghan had more time, his divine sense would not meet the requirements, and he still could not achieve complete control, let alone when it was out of control.

Moreover, it was obvious that Ye Qinghan had already reached his limit, so it was understandable that he forcibly broke the domain under these circumstances.

Ye Qinghan wiped away the blood that had seeped out from his overexerted spiritual energy, quickly erasing it before it congealed. "Whether your idea will succeed is another matter. I can't complete a sword technique by myself."

"It has high requirements for spiritual energy and divine sense," he said coldly.

It was one of the few sword techniques in the Sword Inquiry Sect that required the expenditure of divine sense to complete. Ye Qinghan looked at the crowd who were already out of their minds, took a deep breath, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it. The moment the young man drew his sword, both the Frost Sword and the Unseen Lord returned to the sword.

An absolutely overwhelming sword aura born from innate sword bones.

Except for Mu Chongxi's sword, which remained still, all the others uncontrollably converged around him, their pale yellow sword shadows coalescing together. In an instant, tens of thousands of sword shadows solidified, seemingly about to fall at any moment. Ye Qinghan's face turned pale as he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. The Broken Water Sword emitted a humming sound, and under the immense pressure, one suspected that the slender longsword might break at any moment.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source." Mu Chongxi looked up at the magnificent scene before him. "The sword techniques of the Sword Inquiry Sect are truly simple and unadorned."

"He can't hold on." Zhou Xingyun silently breathed on the air, the heat quickly freezing into ice crystals, and said softly, "This sword technique is beyond his level."

but--

Zhou Xingyun: "The Sword Inquiry Sect might be able to cooperate in completing the sword manual."

Their swordsmanship was all inherited from the same lineage. If Ye Qinghan couldn't hold on, there were others. The Broken Water Sword in his hand was also clearly at its limit. One sword couldn't possibly command so many sword shadows in one go. Zhou Xingyun looked at the illusory sword shadows in Ye Qinghan's hand and pursed his lips.

Ye Qiao, standing nearby, was so cold she was starting to fantasize that she was a cold-resistant Antarctic penguin. While she was breathing on him, Chu Xingzhi had already gone to help, both of them clearly freezing. Their hands, which were forming sword incantations, were uncontrollably stiff, and it took them both a full sword incantation to barely stay warm.

They were far from breaking through the domain with just a few of them. Although both of their spirit swords were not weak, the level difference between them and the sword technique "Myriad Swords Return to Origin" was simply too great.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, huh?" The founder of the Changming Sect drawled. "He's pretty crazy. He hasn't even broken through the Nascent Soul stage yet, and this little brat wants to use Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin."

"But he succeeded, didn't he?" A hint of deeper meaning appeared in the usually indifferent eyes of the Sword Inquiry Sect elder.

The Sword Inquiry Sect's direct disciples cooperated to help continue the Sword Technique. The domain also seemed to sense the danger and tried to frantically repair the places pierced by the sword shadows. Ye Qinghan was attacked by his own domain, and the sharpness felt as if his cochlea had been completely pierced. Blood dripped onto his clothes.

"Senior Brother..." came the worried voice of his junior sister.

Ye Qinghan spoke calmly: "Continue."

He knew he couldn't complete the sword technique on his own. This sword technique required at least the Nascent Soul stage, and forcibly using a sword technique that didn't belong to his level would have a strong backlash.

Ye Qiao shook her frozen wrist. With flashes of sword light, the domain continued to attack its master, Ye Qinghan. She lit a fire-controlling talisman and could barely move.

Before Ye Qinghan could be affected by the domain's backlash again, he quickly reached out and grasped Ye Qinghan's sword hilt.

Ye Qinghan was suddenly stopped. He turned his head and saw Ye Qiao. His voice was slightly cold as he asked, "What are you doing?"

Ye Qiao waved her hand: "You can go now."

She shook her head. She had almost blown her brain apart from memorizing the sword technique. She wondered how much pain Ye Qinghan had endured to use such a cross-dimensional sword technique.

Ye Qiao wasn't joking. She pointed to the spot next to her, indicating that he could move aside. Under Ye Qinghan's skeptical gaze, she took his place and completed the final move.

She made a hand seal, and the flying sword flipped, condensing into a huge sword shadow, which enveloped the entire training ground in a bright light.

Other swords might not be able to withstand the myriad sword shadows.

However, for the Flying Immortal Sword, which grows stronger when facing stronger opponents, as long as the sword master can withstand it, there is nothing that cannot be endured, no matter how strong the sword technique is.

Ye Qiao firmly stabilized the thousands of sword shadows that had been swaying just moments before with a single sword strike. The bright, snow-white sword shadows swept into the air and intersected with the sword shadows. The temperature in her palms continued to rise, and a long-lost warm feeling rose in her dantian. All the sword shadows condensed into one point, and without hesitation, with the final move completed, she pierced and tore through the weak point completely.

The moment Ye Qiao broke through the domain, she vaguely sensed that the sword seemed to have struck an unknown place, making a crisp cracking sound.

Ye Qiao's movements stiffened slightly; had she broken something again?

Seeing his domain pierced through by Ye Qiao's sword, Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "Let's go."

The smiles of the patriarchs, who had been excitedly watching the show, froze. As Ye Qiao finished with the sword incantation, they vaguely heard some sound.

The image of Senluo shattered little by little, like a spider web, until it finally cracked open before their eyes.

It's broken?!

The Senluo Mirror has eight faces. One of them shattered unexpectedly, leaving the group looking at each other in bewilderment. In the end, someone solemnly said "Please accept my condolences" to the founder of Chengfeng Sect.

"What happened inside?" The Moon Purity Sect Patriarch's forehead throbbed wildly. "They actually smashed through the mirror."

"To be precise, it was pierced through by Ye Qiao's sword." The patriarch of Chengfeng Sect stood up and tightly gripped the mirror in his hand. It would be a lie to say he wasn't heartbroken; this was a spiritual artifact.

It actually managed to shatter the domain in one go.

His emotions were like a volcano, fluctuating wildly. One moment he was angry at her for breaking a mirror, and the next he was pleasantly surprised by her abilities.

The founder of the Sword Inquiry Sect waved his hand, his voice cold and indifferent, "That brat who finished the last move, he's holding the Flying Immortal Sword, isn't he?"

With the strength of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, the Flying Immortal Sword was able to memorize the sword technique unscathed and even break through the domain in the process, which shows that it has found a good sword master.

……

Having escaped from Ye Qinghan's domain, the disciples present nearly died on the spot from the drastic temperature difference. The scene before them was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, exuding a gentle breeze, and they seemed much more normal than Ye Qinghan.

Ye Qinghan's spiritual sense was almost completely drained. After recovering from the pressure, he looked at the scene before him, pursed his lips, and asked indifferently, "Where is this?"

"Whose territory is this?" Qin Huai's wrist trembled as he cut down the densely packed willow branches that had wrapped around him, his emotions clearly starting to flare up: "Get under control right now."

The territory was expanding too rapidly, and people are naturally afraid of the unknown, especially when they can't tell whose territory it is.

Someone always has to go up and test the waters first. If no one goes up, the domain won't stop attacking.

The mirrors created by our predecessors are incredibly robust, perfectly replicating each person's domain, function, and system.

The eldest brother's was barely manageable. As long as the Void Domain wasn't used in conjunction with a killing move, it only gave people a feeling of discomfort, like being in the void. Its safety factor was much higher than hers and Ye Qinghan's.

Ye Qiao silently raised her hand, "It might be mine."

"Aren't you supposed to be a healer?" Ye Qinghan's expression was cold. He gripped the sword at his waist tightly, his back arched, and he looked as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He was exceptionally sensitive to danger, and his nerves were on edge.

This field is definitely not to be trifled with.

Ye Qiao turned her head in surprise and asked, "When did I say I was a healing type?"

"Didn't you say it was called 'All Things Grow'?" Ye Qinghan's voice suddenly rose.

"Never mind what it's called." Ye Qiao quickly stepped onto a higher spot. "Place your feet on higher ground, so you don't get caught by the vines or touched by the flowers."

Everyone felt a slight chill; this was Ye Qiao's territory, and she wouldn't speak without reason.

"It is indeed harmless when no one is around, and my domain is healing!" she loudly proclaimed, asserting her domain's authority.

It can still heal people in critical moments.

Ye Qinghan was distracted for a few seconds, brushing past the approaching giant vine. He watched as the soft, harmless vine suddenly sprouted sharp thorns, fiercely approaching him, each move aimed at killing.

Looking at the overwhelming force of the domain before him, Ye Qinghan clutched his left shoulder, which had almost been pierced, his eyes widening in disbelief. Harmless? Healing type?

He uttered a philosophical statement without any expression: "I was so stupid, really." He actually believed Ye Qiao's nonsense.