Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Lu Kangnian put down the jade slip, feeling even more complicated.

He didn't know when it started, but the enemies Li Guanqi faced were getting stronger and stronger.

Whenever he received a message from Li Guanqi, it was mostly about cleaning up the aftermath.

It was precisely because these kinds of things were happening more and more that Lu Kangnian felt a growing sense of powerlessness.

At some point, Ling Daoyan stood at the door of his study, drinking wine, and said to him, "Have you decided?"

Lu Kangnian sat at his desk and smiled bitterly.

"With such a mess like the Great Xia Sword Sect, I don't feel comfortable leaving it to anyone."

"That kid Li Guanqi can't be tied to the sect."

"And then there's what happened with Ye Feng... I can't rest easy... I can't let go."

Ling Daoyan sighed upon hearing this, not knowing what else to say.

The Great Xia Sword Sect looked prosperous on the surface, but in reality, the top forces were supported by Li Guanqi and others.

Without them, there was almost no one within the Great Xia Sword Sect qualified to carry the flag.

Even Lu Kangnian's closed-door disciple, Wu Bing, was not up to the task. Wu Bing was cultivating desperately and adventuring everywhere, but his strength was still only at the peak of the early stage of the Refining Void Realm.

He was still too far away from Li Guanqi's level.

Just after Li Guanqi left, in the Western Desert of the Misty Immortal Domain.

Within a vast tribe, several powerful figures suddenly soared into the sky.

Icy killing intent mixed with vast pressure spread out.

The great demons in the desert burrowed into the yellow sand, fearing disaster.

Li Guanqi was sitting cross-legged in the void, closing his eyes and focusing his mind. Pengluo and Jiuxiao guarded him.

Meng Wanshu scanned the surroundings vigilantly, frowning as she watched Li Guanqi trying to suppress the power of the fire mark between his brows.

Now that they had news of the Qilin Soul, they still didn't know about the Seven-Colored Glazed Flower.

With only three months left, Gu Changsheng and the others were frantically simulating alchemy scenarios.

Several large families were working together for Li Guanqi's sake.

The Three Pavilions had even offered a sky-high reward for finding these two items.

But after so long, there was still no news.

The Eight Generals were all missing. Gu Changsheng had contacted Xiang Huaizhi more than once, but had not received any response.

Meng Jiangchu comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, regarding Guanqi's soul, we just need to do our own thing."

"Xiang Huaizhi will definitely appear when the time comes."

Gu Changsheng sighed and shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that's all we can do."

"Gu Li and the others have almost recovered from their injuries. Are you really not worried about Guanqi and your daughter?"

Meng Jiangchu said softly, "What can I do? They were originally going home."

"But they encountered the Qixia City incident on the way."

Gu Changsheng's expression turned stern, and he said in a very solemn voice, "Old Meng, have you seen the images from there?"

Meng Jiangchu's face was grave: "I've seen them. To be honest, I didn't expect there to be a real immortal blessing."

Gu Changsheng said mysteriously, "It is said that this has attracted the attention of many forces."

"Such a secretive 'blessing' event seems to not only be happening in Qixia City."

"It is said that some remote cities, and even some ancient tribes, have similar sacrificial rituals."

Meng Jiangchu narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Heh, this time Li Guanqi can be considered to have torn off the immortals' fig leaf."

"For ten thousand years, no one has ascended, and the desire of all the great powers to become immortals has reached its peak."

"There will definitely be some people who want to become immortals at all costs."

Meng Jiangchu sighed and said softly, "It doesn't matter, once these people touch a certain limit, someone will naturally take action."

After speaking, he took a deep look at Gu Changsheng and said softly, "Your son is now called a brother by Li Guanqi, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Becoming an immortal is possible, but definitely not now!"

"If you can give some pointers to those old guys around you, then do so. Since they know someone like Dugu Lingxiao, they will know something."

Gu Changsheng's expression turned stern, and he nodded heavily.

In an unknown void, a speck of dust was hidden in the chaotic storm.

The dark and sinister palace was now quiet, with only the occasional sound of a man's shrill roar.

"Ahhh!!!!!!!!!!"

"Ah!! Ahhh!!! Hahahahahaha!!"

In the center of the hall, a illusory figure struggled and roared in a huge black pool that was a hundred zhang wide.

Outside the black pool, two figures knelt on one knee on the ground.

Song Zhi'ang's face was pale, and she gritted her teeth and subconsciously turned her head to look at the blond man beside her.

At this time, the man's hair had turned gray-white, and his eyes were calm and empty.

Ye Feng's eyes were abnormally numb, and Song Zhi'ang sneered, "I didn't expect that even you would fall into the abyss. Are you so eager for power?"

Pa!! Bang!!!

Ye Feng suddenly stood up and slapped the woman in the face, the terrifying power directly tearing the woman's cheek.

Her figure flew out like a top and crashed heavily on the stone pillar.

"Pfft!!!"

"Ye Feng!!!!!!"

The woman lay on the ground spitting blood, staring at the man in the distance with cold eyes.

Ye Feng, with his tall figure, tilted his head and looked at the woman, and said coldly: "What I want to do is not something you can judge."

Clang!!

The Wrath Killing Sword was instantly clenched in his hand, and slowly stabbed into Song Zhi'ang's neck.

The long sword entered her throat, advancing inch by inch!

Ye Feng slowly squatted down, the sword in his hand still moving, and blood flowed down the blade.

Li Guanqi's eyes surged with killing intent, and he murmured in an icy voice.

"Do you know what you did this time?"

"You ruined the killing game he painstakingly prepared."

Whoosh!!

In the black pool, a man's dark figure slowly stood up and pointed in Ye Feng's direction.

Ye Feng's arm surged with demonic energy, and the demon spirit instantly appeared to stop Ye Feng's movements!

Sha's pair of dark eyes looked at Ye Feng and sneered.

"In order not to let me know something, you actually severed and sealed the memories of knowing Li Guanqi's secret, you are really ruthless."

"What charm does Li Guanqi have that makes you willing to do this?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Ye Feng slowly turned around to look at the man who was reshaping his body, and said calmly.

"Does it matter?"

"No matter what, haven't I become your person?"

The man, whose whole body was covered by a layer of black mist, lay on the edge of the black pool, surrounded by broken ancient clocks.

The pool water churned, slowly lifting the man up.

Sha stared at Ye Feng, a chilling sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth as he slowly approached Ye Feng's cheek.

"You say..."

"If you become a wicked cultivator who does all kinds of evil and kills people like flies."

"Will Li Guanqi kill you for the sake of the world?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Feng's pupils shrank into pinpoints, but his heartbeat remained normal.

It was as if he had expected the man to do this, and even force him to become such a person.

Originally, Sha thought that Ye Feng would become very flustered when he heard his plan.

The reason why Ye Feng was able to appear here was because he valued loyalty!

He was willing to come to his side for Li Guanqi!

But at this time, Ye Feng suddenly took a step forward, facing Sha, who was shrouded in vengeful souls.

His nose could even touch the other party's nose, Ye Feng stared at Sha's eyes, and said calmly.

"You still don't understand him."

As soon as these words came out, Sha's eyes narrowed, and he didn't know whether to kill Ye Feng now.