I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

"Boom!" A loud sound came from the bloody sword light, which struck the defensive barrier hard.

The barrier shook violently, as if it was about to break at any moment. Zhao Qi and others only felt a huge force coming from them, making them almost unsteady on their feet.

However, at this moment, Taoist Master Qinglong and Fairy Ziyun took action at the same time.

They attacked Xue Tianyue from the left and from the right, forcing him to take a few steps back. And the bloody sword light also gradually dissipated into the invisible under their joint attack.

"It was so dangerous!" Zhang Youyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "I almost got a breakthrough by this guy."

"Don't be careless, everyone, Xue Tianyue has not retreated yet, we must deal with it carefully." Zhao Qi reminded.

As expected by Zhao Qi, Xue Tianyue did not give up the attack after being repelled by Taoist Qinglong and Fairy Ziyun.

He waved the sword in his hand again and charged towards Zhao Qi and others. The troops of the Blood Evil Sect followed closely behind and launched an even more violent attack.

However, Zhao Qi and others were fully prepared. They relied on their tacit cooperation and strong strength to repel the Blood Evil Sect's men time and time again.

The night was solemn, splashing on the battlefield like ink. The Blood Evil Sect's army was like a raging flood, roaring towards the Tianyang Gate position.

"Brother Zhao Qi, we are late, can we still make it in time?" Yi Wuxiao asked loudly.

"Brothers, the Blood Evil Sect has bullied our Tianyang Sect too much. Today we want to let them know that our Tianyang Sect disciples are not so easy to bully!" Zhao Qi shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky.

However, as soon as he stepped into the range of the formation, he felt a strong binding force coming over him. His movements became slow and clumsy, as if he were stuck in a quagmire.

"Hmph, just a formation, but you want to block our Blood Evil Sect's army?" Xue Tianyue sneered, and rushed towards the center of the formation with his sword.

The battlefield was filled with swords and spells, and the troops of the Blood Evil Sect were retreating steadily under the joint attacks of Zhao Qi and others.

"Yes, thanks to everyone's concerted efforts." Zhao Qi said with a smile, "But this is just the beginning. We still need to work harder to practice and improve ourselves to meet the next challenges."

Zhao Qi stood in front of the formation, his eyes firm and calm. He was wearing a green battle robe, holding a long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing forward, as if he wanted to pierce the dark night.

At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves came. Yi Wuxiao, Zhang Youyuan, Qian Wushuang and others led reinforcements to the battlefield. They were galloping all the way, covered in dust, but the determination and fighting spirit in their eyes did not diminish at all.

Seeing this, the men and horses of the Blood Fiend Sect showed frightened expressions. They originally thought that the Tianyang Sect was just a bunch of rabble, but they didn't expect that there was such a sophisticated formation.

Under the blood light, their faces were twisted and ferocious, as if they were evil ghosts crawling out of hell.

"This is... a binding formation?" Xue Tianyue was shocked. He struggled with all his strength, but found that he could not break free from the restraints at all.

The Blood Evil Sect will never give up, and there will be a more difficult battle waiting for them.

At the same time, Zhao Qi and others had launched a fierce attack. They teamed up to use powerful magic and sword skills to kill the men and horses of the Blood Evil Sect one by one.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The disciples of Tianyang Sect shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky. They all have high morale and an unyielding light shining in their eyes.

The Blood Evil Sect's army had already rushed in front of him, and Zhao Qi shouted: "Set up the formation!"

"Brother Zhao Qi, today's battle was really enjoyable!" Yi Wuxiao patted Zhao Qi on the shoulder and said, "It seems that our Tianyang Clan will be proud and proud!"

After the battle, Zhao Qi and others looked at each other and smiled. They knew that this victory was hard-won, but they also knew that it was only a temporary victory.

The disciples of Tianyang Sect acted quickly. They moved their positions in an orderly manner according to the formation that had been rehearsed in advance. In the blink of an eye, a huge formation was formed on the battlefield, exuding a powerful aura.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Xue Tianyue ordered loudly, but it was already too late. Zhao Qi and others took advantage of the situation to pursue and completely defeated the Blood Evil Sect's army.

Their originally ferocious faces now became terrified.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, it's just the right time!" Zhao Qi said with a smile, "With you joining us, our chances of winning will be even greater!"

The night was like ink, and the embers of the battle slowly drifted over the battlefield. Zhao Qi stood on a high ground, his eyes like torches, scanning the battlefield below.

His heart was full of doubts and confusion. Why was this war so tragic? Why do rival sects attack them so frantically?

While Zhao Qi was deep in thought, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky and landed beside him.

Zhao Qi took a closer look and found that it was a swordsman dressed in white. This swordsman is about thirty years old, with a handsome face and sword-shaped eyebrows, giving him an extraordinary temperament.

"I am Qianqiu Sword Demon of Lingjian Sect." The swordsman in white said calmly, "I am here to tell you a secret."

Zhao Qi's heart moved. Could this be the root cause of the war that he had always wanted to explore? He stared at Qianqiu Sword Demon closely, waiting for the next step.

Qianqiu Sword Demon took a deep breath and said slowly: "This war is actually about fighting for a mysterious magic weapon - the Heart of the Spiritual Sword."

"Heart of the Spiritual Sword?" Zhao Qi frowned, "What is that?"

"The Heart of the Spiritual Sword is a magic weapon with infinite power. It can control thousands of sword energies, making the holder invincible."

A hint of fanaticism flashed in Qianqiu Sword Demon's eyes, "In order to obtain it, all the sects are involved in this war at all costs."

Zhao Qi was shocked. He didn't expect that there was such a secret hidden behind this war.

He suddenly remembered a strange place he accidentally discovered during the battle. There was a strong fluctuation of sword energy there. Could it be that the heart of the spiritual sword is located?
"Do you know where the Heart of the Spiritual Sword is?" Zhao Qi asked tentatively.

Qianqiu Sword Demon glanced at him, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Of course I know. However, I won't tell you. Unless you can agree to me a condition."

"What conditions?" Zhao Qi asked warily.

"Help me get the Heart of the Spiritual Sword." Qianqiu Sword Demon said bluntly, "As long as you agree to help me, I will tell you where it is."

Zhao Qi felt hesitant in his heart. He didn't know what the real purpose of Qianqiu Sword Demon was, nor what kind of magic weapon this so-called "Spiritual Sword Heart" was.

However, he knew the importance of this magic weapon and knew that he must find it as soon as possible in order to end this endless war.

"Okay, I promise you." Zhao Qi took a deep breath and made a decision, "But you must first tell me where the heart of the spiritual sword is."

Qianqiu Sword Demon smiled slightly and pointed to a mountain peak in the distance. "The Heart of the Spirit Sword is hidden in the secret chamber of the Spirit Sword Sect. However, it is not easy to get it. You need to pass a series of tests and challenges."

Zhao Qi nodded, already having a plan in mind. He decided to go to the Spirit Sword Sect immediately to look for traces of the Spirit Sword Heart.

He believed that as long as he had this magic weapon in hand, he would be able to end this war and bring peace and tranquility to Tianyang Clan and the entire world of immortality.

The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent. Zhao Qi, wearing a black cloak, shuttled through the dense forest like a ghost. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if they could penetrate the dark night.

"Brother Qi, do we really want to infiltrate the Lingjian Sect?" Feng Ying'er asked softly beside her, her voice trembling a little, obviously full of nervousness about this operation.

Zhao Qi turned to look at her, with a warm light flashing in his eyes: "Don't worry, Ying'er. As long as I'm here, you'll be fine."

Feng Yinger nodded and followed Zhao Qi closely. The two of them sneaked along and soon arrived at the outskirts of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Lingjian Sect is located on a mountain peak, surrounded by formations and restrictions. After Zhao Qi observed them carefully, he said softly: "These formations are a bit tricky, we need to be careful."

Feng Ying'er clenched her fists nervously, but still nodded firmly. Zhao Qi took a deep breath, activated his internal energy, and carefully passed through the layers of formations with Feng Ying'er.

Finally, the two successfully sneaked into the Spirit Sword Sect. They hid in a dense forest and observed what was going on around them.

"Brother Qi, look over there!" Feng Ying'er suddenly pointed in a direction and said.

Zhao Qi looked in the direction of her finger and saw a group of Spirit Sword Sect disciples practicing their sword skills. Their movements were uniform and their swords were full of energy. They were obviously masters.

"These disciples are quite powerful, we must deal with them carefully." Zhao Qi warned.

The two continued to lurk in the woods, waiting for an opportunity. After a while, a disciple of the Lingjian Sect came over. He seemed to be here to relieve himself.

When Zhao Qi saw this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly took action and knocked the disciple unconscious.

"Brother Qi, you are so powerful!" Feng Ying'er exclaimed.

Zhao Qi smiled slightly and dragged the disciple deep into the woods. He quickly changed into the disciple's clothes, and then led Feng Ying'er towards the core area of ​​the Spirit Sword Sect.

Along the way, they met many disciples of the Lingjian Sect, but none of them aroused suspicion. Soon, they arrived in front of the Lingjian Sect's main hall.

The lights in the hall were brightly lit, and several elders were discussing something. Zhao Qi and Feng Ying'er hid behind a huge stone pillar and cautiously poked their heads out to observe.

"It seems they are discussing something important." Zhao Qi whispered, "We need to find a way to get closer to hear clearly what they are saying."

Feng Ying'er nodded, and the two of them approached the main hall quietly.

At this moment, a patrolling disciple came over. Zhao Qi's heart tightened, but there was no expression on his face. He quickly came up with a plan and deliberately kicked a pebble out.

"Who's there?" the patrolling disciple shouted vigilantly.

Zhao Qi walked out from behind the stone pillar and said calmly: "It's me, I accidentally kicked a stone just now."

The patrolling disciples looked him up and down, but didn't seem to find anything unusual. He waved his hand: "Be careful next time and don't cause trouble here."

Zhao Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded and bowed to see off the patrolling disciples. Then, he continued to approach the main hall with Feng Ying'er.

Finally, they succeeded in hearing the elders' conversation. It turned out that the Lingjian Sect was planning a large-scale attack, and the target was Tianyang Gate.

Zhao Qi was shocked. He didn't expect that the Lingjian Sect's ambitions would be so great.

The Lingjian Sect seemed extremely quiet under the darkness of night, with only the sound of the breeze rustling the leaves.

Zhao Qi and Feng Ying'er hid in a dense bush and carefully observed their surroundings. After days of infiltration and exploration, they finally figured out some of the secrets of the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Brother Qi, are you sure this is the secret room of Lingjian Sect?" Feng Yinger asked softly, with a trace of nervousness on her face.

Zhao Qi nodded with firm eyes: "Yes, according to the intelligence we collected before, this should be the place where the Lingjian Sect hides the truth."

The two looked at each other and started taking action in tacit understanding. They quietly passed through complicated formations, avoiding the patrolling disciples, and finally arrived in front of the secret room.

The door to the secret room was closed, and it was engraved with complex runes, exuding a mysterious aura. Zhao Qi took a deep breath, activated his internal energy, pressed his hands on the door, and pushed hard.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the door to the secret room slowly opened. A strong spiritual energy hits your face, making you feel relaxed and happy. Zhao Qi and Feng Ying'er looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

They walked into the secret room and saw various precious magic weapons, secret books and elixirs placed inside.

However, the most eye-catching thing is a mysterious sword suspended in the air. It exudes a strong light, and the sword is engraved with ancient runes, exuding an unparalleled majesty.

"Is this the mysterious magic weapon that the Lingjian Sect has been fighting for?" Feng Ying'er exclaimed.

Zhao Qi nodded: "Yes, this sword is called 'Spiritual Sword Heart' and has infinite power. In order to obtain it, all the sects are involved in this war at all costs."

The night is getting darker, and a full moon hangs high in the sky, casting a soft silver glow. Zhao Qi stood in front of the temporary negotiation tent and took a deep breath of fresh air to calm his inner turmoil.

He knows that tonight's negotiations will determine the future fate of the border.

Representatives from all parties arrived one after another, and the atmosphere in the tent was solemn.

Zhao Qi glanced around and couldn't help but lament the trauma this dispute had brought to the world of immortality.

Representatives from the Spirit Sword Sect, Blood Evil Sect, Blood Evil Sect, Divine Curse Pavilion, Junzi Sect, and other sects, as well as leaders of neutral forces, all sat at the negotiation table with complicated expressions.

"Zhao Qi, do you really have a way for us to reach a peace agreement?" an elder of the Blood Evil Sect asked doubtfully.

Zhao Qi smiled slightly and said calmly: "Senior, although this junior is not talented, he also knows the pain that war brings to the world of immortality. This junior is willing to do his best to promote the peaceful coexistence of all forces." (End of this chapter)