But I really feel that Hua Xiamian, as a mountain official who has been traveling around the world for many years and carrying a mysterious big wooden box, must have means far beyond ordinary people.

He also wants to watch the fun!

However, Li Qinglin noticed Hua Xiamian’s trembling body, his pupils gradually dilating due to fear, and his palms covered with cold sweat.

I couldn't help but mutter, "Oh no, I didn't overestimate her, did I?"

"Lady Hua Xia Mian seems to be shivering a little?" Someone looked at Hua Xia Mian in the cold wind and felt that something was not right.

"How can the preparation before activating this secret technique be called trembling? One can tell at a glance that you are ignorant." Several loyal followers of Hua Xia Mian said with disdain.

"Oh, I see. I don't understand."

"Here it comes, there's the fire rope ahead!"

Huaxiamian felt his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he opened his mouth to say something.

Having traveled all over the country over the years, she has indeed encountered many dangerous situations and even strange things.

But basically, any being with extraordinary powers would choose to retreat upon discovering the large wooden box behind her.

Those with average strength will give her some face after learning her identity.

Of course, there is nothing much to say about those with inferior strength. The Huaxiamian Lady will naturally defeat the evil spirits with one sword! But...

Will those spiritual warriors and mechanical fire ropes blocking the way ahead give him a break?

Gradually, the river fog dissipated.

Six ships, more than ten feet high, stood silently and towering above the river, with flags fluttering. The black metallic light was reflected on the surface of the river, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

The ships were separated by dozens of feet and connected by fire ropes burning with blazing flames.

Just like a red dragon, the waves beat like its scales opening and closing, and the roaring sound like iron clashing is endless.

The winding shadows occasionally pass through the mist, bringing whistling wind and rippling green ripples, adding a bit of mystery.

The noise was enough to scare away most of the tourists who came to watch the fun before they even got close.

Come to think of it, two warriors who are at the peak of their spiritual cultivation, fighting and discussing the Dao at Shuangjiao Mountain, would they just be watched by others and become spectators?

No one spoke anymore.

Including Li Qinglin, all those who were fanning the flames retreated behind Hua Xia Mian.

"Who is coming from the front? Tell me your name!"

A tall figure walked out from the ship.

"If you want to go to Shuangjiao Mountain, you must either defeat my two brothers or extinguish the iron chain with one palm!"

On another ship, a man who looked somewhat similar to the tall figure also spoke.

The arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

Hua Xiamian inadvertently shook the large wooden box behind him, as if triggering some mechanism. A low and ancient roar was heard, and the vibration of the wooden box emitted a hint of pressure.

"I am a Meteoric, and I am sleeping under the Moon Flower. Please give me some face and let me wait for you."

Listening to the sudden low roar, Huaxiamian's sleeves fluttered as he stood alone on the side of the boat, exuding the aura of an extraordinary master.

Li Qinglin was a little distracted when he saw this in the crowd, but he had to admire Hua Xia Mian's appearance, which was indeed unique.

"Are you Hua Xia Mian?" A surprised voice came from the boat.

However, before Hua Xia Mian could show any joy in his eyes, he heard a cold voice.

"So what if I sleep under the flowers? If you want to go over there, try your sword!"

Whoosh! The next moment, two golden lights flashed.

Seeing this, Hua Xiamian had only one thought in his mind.

Damn it, I finally met someone who doesn’t give me face!

In a panic, Hua Xiamian untied the large wooden box and grabbed something from it with his right hand. Before he could even block it in front of himself, two cold lights had already appeared in front of him.

"What is that?!"

In the crowd, Li Qinglin finally got a glimpse of the true appearance of the treasure in the big wooden box, and his eyes lit up.

But it turned out to be a piece of leg bone, as white as jade, with seven holes on the surface, and it made a faint low sound when blown by the wind.

A faint, ancient and powerful aura came, and Li Qinglin was especially shocked when he noticed that there were traces of bone-penetrating and marrow-refining on this piece of leg bone.

"This is the leg bone of a warrior. Judging from his cultivation, it seems that he has perfected the third realm of martial arts to an extremely complete level, or even gone further!"

"Who killed him? A cultivator? Or did he encounter something ominous while exploring the way forward?"

The seven strange holes gave off a weird aura that made Li Qinglin feel uneasy. Even though tens of millions of years had passed, there was still a faint ghostly aura coming from it, which even overwhelmed the original energy and blood power of the leg bone.

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It seemed that this was a battle that had lasted for tens of millions of years and was still going on! Thinking of this, Li Qinglin's heart moved, and a wisp of blood and energy flowed from his fingertips and merged into the leg bone.

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

A vague and generous roar suddenly came from the leg bones.

Hua Xiamian was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the leg bone in his hand vibrating buzzingly, and suddenly thousands of phantoms appeared, covering the sky and the earth and directly suppressing the two cold lights. After that, the remaining momentum remained unchanged, and the fierce energy was rapidly turning with a hissing sound, spreading over the surface of the river.

The fire rope went out and the iron chain broke with a sound.

The twin warriors screamed twice and fell on their backs.

There was silence for a moment.

In front of the ten-foot-tall ship, under the iron chains burning with flames, Hua Xiamian's figure was so small.

But with just a slight wave of her hand, she was able to crush the enemy with ease, cut the iron chain, and even defeated the two warriors with profound cultivation.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

"What's that move?"

"Bone, bone sword? Is the trump card of Lady Huaxiamian so powerful?"

Now, not to mention the scholars, even the warriors on the boat looked at Hua Xia Mian with a changed look, filled with awe.

"Senior Hua Xia Mian, I want to take you as my master!"

Zhao Yin shouted even louder and rushed to Hua Xiamian excitedly.

Hua Xiamian himself was actually feeling a little dizzy at the moment, and was looking at the leg bone in his hand in disbelief.

This leg bone was picked up by her by chance on the outside of an overseas island called "Danxue Island". It had accompanied her throughout the years, and although it had displayed its divine power many times, it was always passive.

But it has never been as 'active' as today! "Could it be that the treasure has finally recognized its master?"

Huaxiamian was in disbelief at first, and then was filled with joy.

Only Li Qinglin was able to figure out the details of this leg bone.

"It is actually a blood weapon with secret patterns that was formed innately. It can burst out with unimaginable power with just the stimulation of superior qi and blood! It was far from its limit just now. I dare not imagine how profound the martial arts strength of the owner of this leg bone is."

Time is the most powerful magical power in the world.

Even the so-called Nascent Soul or even the Divine Transformation cultivators become insignificant and weak in a period of time measured in tens of thousands of years.

Not to mention the uncertain future of martial arts! (End of this chapter)