Now Ji Wuming may have taken the Emperor's Pill and raised his cultivation to the second level of the Immortal Emperor.
Therefore, even if he refined the Emperor Feng Pill with 100% efficacy for Zi Shuhe, he would not be able to win for sure.
However, he found a good thing among the dozen or so storage rings given by Jiang Feiyan - the Divine Sword Technique.
If we can borrow the power of the gods, let alone one Ji Wuming, what can we do even if there are ten Ji Wumings?
Zi Shuhe's gaze moved back and forth between the Xuanyuan Sword and the Tongshen Sword Technique, his heart in turmoil.
"If we can draw upon the power of the gods, what would happen if we had ten Ji Wumings, let alone one?"
She tightened her grip on the scroll and continued.
"I will definitely master this technique."
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded away and night fell quietly.
In the courtyard, Zi Shuhe stood in silence, holding the Xuanyuan Sword.
She closed her eyes and immersed her mind in the mystery of the Tongshen Sword Technique.
Every word and every picture in the sword technique seemed to come alive, turning into streams of light and pouring into her mind.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, as if she had entered a strange world.
There was an endless void all around, and a towering temple was vaguely visible in the distance. Low chanting sounds came from the temple.
She felt a vast power surging out of the temple and slowly approaching her.
That is the power of God.
A strong desire surged in Zi Shuhe's heart. She knew that as long as she could borrow this power, she would have the capital to win.
However, can the power of gods be borrowed easily?
Her consciousness continued to move forward in the void, and every step seemed to cross thousands of mountains and rivers, and every step was filled with endless pressure and tests.
Time seemed to stop at this moment. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Zi Shuhe's forehead and her breathing became rapid, but she did not stop.
She knew this was her only chance.
Finally, her consciousness arrived at the door of the temple.
The door of the temple slowly opened, and a dazzling light shot out from the door and straight into the sky.
Zi Shuhe felt an extremely powerful force surging out from the door and instantly enveloped her.
Her body trembled slightly, as if she was under tremendous pressure.
She slowly stretched out her hand, trying to touch that power.
Just as her fingertips were about to touch the light, a gentle voice sounded in her mind: "I didn't expect that this sword would be in your hands."
Zi Shuhe was shocked. It was obvious that the gods in the sect only knew the Xuanyuan Sword.
At this moment, she couldn't help but feel fortunate that Li Lingge gave her the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Does the Divine Master recognize this sword?"
The voice was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.
"The power of a god cannot be borrowed lightly."
Before he finished speaking, the vast power instantly surged into Zi Shuhe's body.
She felt as if her meridians were torn apart, and every inch of her skin was in great pain.
However, she clenched her teeth and did not utter a single moan.
She knew that this was the price she had to bear.
After an unknown amount of time, the power finally stabilized in her body.
Zi Shuhe slowly opened her eyes and found herself still standing in the courtyard. The Xuanyuan Sword in her hand emitted a faint golden light, as if it had merged with her breath.
She felt that her power was stronger than ever before, as if she could shake the heaven and earth with just a wave of her hand.
At this moment, a voice floated through her mind and gradually faded away.
"You and I are destined to be together."
Li Lingge felt the change in Zi Shuhe's aura, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He stared at Zi Shuhe closely, his face full of anticipation, and couldn't help but ask softly.
"Success?"
Zi Shuhe did not answer immediately, but gently swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and the sword tip drew a graceful arc in the air.
As she moved, the air around her seemed to grow heavier, and a powerful force surged around her.
Suddenly, a huge Dharma image suddenly condensed behind Zi Shuhe.
The image of the Dharmadhatu was towering into the clouds, emitting a sacred light all over its body, as if it came from a god above the nine heavens.
The face of the Dharmakāya is solemn and compassionate, and in his hand he holds a long sword similar to the Xuan-Yuan Sword, with the sword blade shining with dazzling light.
When Li Lingge saw this scene, his heart was shocked and his eyes were full of shock.
"Nine Heavens Goddess..."
Although he had already guessed that Zi Shuhe would definitely be able to obtain the power of the gods, seeing the legendary image of the Nine Heavens Goddess with his own eyes still made him feel extremely excited.
Zi Shuhe still didn't speak, but just stood there quietly. The Dharma image behind her merged with her, as if everything in the world was under her control.
Her eyes were deep and calm, as if she had seen through everything in the world.
Li Lingge took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"It seems that your engagement with Ji Wuming will be completely annulled."
Zi Shuhe nodded slightly, and gently swung the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand. The Dharma image dissipated, turning into starlight and merging into her body.
She looked at Li Lingge with a hint of inexplicable meaning in her eyes.
"Then what?"
"Then?"
Li Lingge was a little confused, but when he saw Zi Shuhe's meaningful eyes and the slightly raised corners of his lips, he suddenly understood something.
He didn't say anything, just kissed her directly.
"It's time to take your medicine."
…
After one stick of incense.
The rich liquid of the Emperor's Pill was poured into Zi Shuhe's mouth. The liquid melted in her mouth and turned into a warm current, slowly flowing into her limbs and bones.
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