When Chu Xinqiao saw the two men's moves, the image of Haotian instantly appeared in her mind.

Perhaps it was only in these two moments that she truly saw Haotian's shadow in the two of them.

Even rarer than perfection... the limit.

Chu Xinqiao also realized that the two of them might really reach the invincible heights of Haotian in the future.

Originally, she thought that Diefang and the others were only capable of becoming true immortals, but this potential was enough to shock her.

But the current state of their lives and their future prospects forced her to adopt a serious expression.

As Chu Xinqiao's expression turned solemn, the others in the hall also fell silent.

The silence was deafening.

Having reached this level, they have more or less learned something, such as the supreme foundation for becoming a true immortal.

If one's foundation is unstable, and one does not find special rare and precious materials later in life, one is destined to meet one's end due to the instability of one's foundation.

They didn't know the realm beyond True Immortal, but Diefang and the others' performance was enough to show them what an unparalleled foundation was like.

The Sword Peak Master was stunned. Was this the combat power of someone with an unparalleled foundation? Core Formation... capable of slaying a Nascent Soul cultivator.

It should be noted that he was once a prodigy when he was in the Core Formation stage, and his limit at that time was that he could only exchange two blows with a Nascent Soul cultivator.

He had already realized how monstrous they were when they were indiscriminately killing Nascent Soul beasts, but... they could actually become even more monstrous.

When Xiao Fangying saw her two older sisters start to turn the tables and beat her, she happily clapped her hands.

The oriole behind her was dumbfounded.

This combat power...this performance.

Even if she were reborn and cultivated again to the Core Formation stage, her combat power might not be as outrageous as the two of them.

Indeed, the golden book deep within Diefang and the others' consciousness seemed to have recorded something, then it lost its light source, closed gently, and its golden light subsided, just like an ordinary book, quietly remaining in the depths of their consciousness.

Diefang didn't know why the shapes of many spirit swords appeared in her mind.

Just after the giant spiritual sword pierced the Nascent Soul beast.

Then he began to condense a sword of spiritual energy, but he made it according to the shapes in his mind.

Once successfully condensed, each one will be an even more powerful sword.

It can no longer be called a spirit sword; perhaps "spirit sword" would be more appropriate.

It felt like she used her spiritual energy to create a form, but it somehow became connected with something else.

It is precisely because of this collaboration that it seems to have given each sword a soul.

From this point on, all the swords possessed a spirit.

As Diefang looked at the hundreds of spirit swords she had gathered, she seemed to have a premonition.

She seemed to see an old Taoist priest holding a wooden sword, with no cultivation, who one day attained enlightenment and became a god.

I saw a young man, diligent and hardworking, working from dawn till dusk, who smoothly and peacefully transformed into a god.

I saw a person who, despite repeatedly teetering on the brink of death, constantly pushed his own limits and defied the heavens to become a god.

I saw a person whose childhood was extremely miserable, who embarked on the path of cultivation with hatred in his heart, and broke through to the Nascent Soul stage with anger.

They saw countless figures, all of them breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

She seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand.

Did I accept others, or did others accept me?

It was as if each spirit sword had transformed from something simple into something extraordinary.

From above, one can see the spirit sword and its master.

The beast, now at the Nascent Soul stage, didn't give her much time to think. It vaguely sensed the danger emanating from Diefang, which forced it to roar and charge again.

Facing the ferocious beast's fist, which was as big as a boulder, Diefang was not knocked away like last time.

Instead, the spirit swords seemed to protect her as if on their own.

With their combined efforts, they easily withstood the attack.

Wenxin's own sword intent suddenly increased significantly.

There's a vague, indescribable feeling about it.

As if sensing something, Jian Liuli looked towards Wenxin's direction in the sky after killing a Nascent Soul beast.

She seemed to sense another person with a clear and discerning mind.

Only the Sword Peak Master knew that this was not the Sword Heart Clarity, but a talent far more powerful and terrifying, a aptitude that only existed in ancient books.

Seeing this, Xinyu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth; she had already seen a glimmer of hope for victory.

Diefang and Wenxin engaged in fierce combat, and this time, their every move created a gap in the ferocious beast tide.

The ferocious beast that had transformed into a Nascent Soul was completely overwhelmed by the two of them.

Diefang felt as if she were being called by something in the darkness, and her intuition told her that she needed to condense a sword.

Condensing this sword also consumed a significant amount of her spiritual energy, and even drained the spiritual energy within a three-hundred-meter radius.

The consumption of spiritual energy is several times that of before.

What materialized was like a real, radiant sword, radiating an awe-inspiring power...

The spirit sword seemed to have its own consciousness, its tip locking directly onto the Nascent Soul beast.

Before anyone, including Diefang, could recover, the spirit sword pierced through the Nascent Soul beast, wiping out all the beasts within 800 meters with a single strike. Its power also severely injured the other Nascent Soul beasts.

Diefang was stunned by the scene she had just witnessed.

In that incredibly powerful sword, she seemed to see the figure of her master.

A woman of unparalleled elegance, she practices swordsmanship under a willow tree.

The other peak masters felt that this attack was incredibly powerful, simply defying the heavens.

Only Chu Xinqiao opened her eyes wide. She dared to bet with her True Immortal cultivation that she had just seen Haotian's figure in that attack.

That... was once Haotian's sword!

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