"Generally speaking, only when both conditions are met is there a one in ten thousand chance of condensation."

"Therefore, the lowest level recorded in the records for someone who can condense a sword soul is the peak of a pseudo-saint!"

"Su Bai's pure swordsmanship is the best I have ever seen, that much is certain. But he comes from the lower realm, where various cultivation methods have been severely lost. He probably has no way to cultivate. So how could he possess such a soul strength comparable to a peak pseudo-saint before even reaching the half-saint realm?"

Another human powerhouse said in a deep voice.

Such remarks were endorsed by most people, including powerful human figures like Wu Zhenyao who were renowned for their strength in the area.

After all, the path of the soul is extremely difficult to cultivate. Even with cultivation methods, it is impossible to easily elevate one's soul to a level that transcends a major realm.

Not to mention, Su Bai came from the ancestral star of the human race, a place where the lineage was broken and martial arts techniques were scarce.

Whoosh!

As the sword soul chain was completed, Su Bai's aura instantly vanished, and the group of human experts on the city wall suddenly felt the world expand.

But at this moment, Su Bai was no longer in their sight.

It was as if he had vanished into thin air.

"His arrival was breathtaking, his departure was equally breathtaking; truly, he was a free-spirited swordsman of the world!"

A powerful human warrior sighed.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded subconsciously.

Before long, the group of human experts dispersed, leaving only Wu Zhenyao, Tianyi, and Chu Nishang.

"It seems that as long as these two pseudo-saints are alive, Su Bai will not meet with us."

Wu Zhenyao sighed.

"Grandpa Wu, you promised to play matchmaker for me, you can't go back on your word!"

Chu Nishang grinned, and as if remembering something, she looked down at the city wall and couldn't help but swallow a few times.

"You should focus on studying your formations. The Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Formation from last time was quite good. If one day it can be moved around and used in sieges, the effect will surely be excellent."

"When the time comes, when Sword Immortal Su Bai sees you, he will naturally treat you differently. After a while, perhaps what you want will come true."

Tianyi smiled.

"real?"

"I'll head over now. If Su Bai still ignores me then, Tianyi, you just wait!"

Chu Nishang's eyes darted around, and in an instant, she transformed into a streak of light and disappeared.

"Grandpa Wu, is there still no reply from within the inner city?"

...

Sizzle!

Sizzle!

Sizzle!

...

Su Bai stood within the seven-colored world, above his head a surging, pure white mass of energy.

The area where this energy resides is teeming with life; the vegetation there grows more lush and robust than in other parts of the world.

If the mountain spirit of Tianjue Mountain were here, it would surely recognize that such energy is an incomparably precious life force that is difficult for ordinary people to absorb.

"With the materials sent by the Ape Martial World and this burst of life force, I now possess the materials to condense an excellent body. I can begin refining it once my weapon-forging skills reach the pinnacle."

Su Bai murmured, and as his eyes flickered, the life force kept changing shape, transforming into the appearance of one person after another!

However, just as this life force transformed into the man holding the alloy staff, a series of voices suddenly rang in Su Bai's ears.

At the same time, a staggering figure, leaning on a long cane, rushed forward without hesitation, appearing in front of him.

"Come on, you beast, come and kill me!"

"I've had enough of this in my life. Bring on a few more to let me vent my anger and show off a bit!"

"And you fucking bastard God, can't you give me a good talent in my next life? What E-level precognition? It can only predict ten years into the future, and only once every ten years. What a load of rubbish! Go to hell!"

"..."

After dozens of angry roars rang out, the figure suddenly turned around, covered in blood, and looked at him solemnly.

"Su Bai, I'll repeat myself one last time: my surname is Qin, and my given name is Tianzhu. You can call me Lao Qin or Tianzhu, but don't fucking call me by my full name, are you OK?"

Su Bai didn't speak, but just stared at him indifferently until his figure disappeared without a trace.

[Ding! The host has passed the Tribulation of Sorrow among the eleven tribulations of the Five Emotions and Six Desires. The remaining semi-saint tribulation difficulties are the ten tribulations of the Four Emotions and Six Desires!]

"Is this... sorrow?"

"Or was his life filled with nothing but sorrow?"

Su Bai murmured something, lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke it. Instead, he threw it on the ground, as if to mourn someone.

After standing there silently for a few seconds, he still lit a cigarette for himself, even though he felt no emotion whatsoever.

At the same time...