"Indeed, all four pairs of talents are quite good this time. I hope one of you can draw the divine sword!"
After saying this, Lord Longhuang walked towards the center of the twelfth floor, saying, "Stay close!"
Four couples, or at least nominally 'couples,' followed the Lord of Longhuang Mountain.
The closer they got, the more intense the pressure became for the eight people. The sharp sword intent constantly tested their will. If even one of them faltered, forget about obtaining the divine sword; even reaching their destination safely would be a problem.
"You're too slow! I'll wait for you up ahead!"
Lord Longhuang turned around and looked at the eight people with a look of disgust, then disappeared in a flash. Clearly, he had already gone to the spot where the sword was planted.
"Hoo!" Luo Xiangming took a deep breath and looked at his wife with concern. "Can you hold on?"
Qu Yun's realm is the same as Bu Yao's, both having just broken through to the first stage of the True Spirit Realm. However, compared to Bu Yao, Qu Yun is definitely much weaker. Not to mention that Bu Yao has three types of energy, Qu Yun is far inferior to Bu Yao in terms of spiritual realm barrier. After all, Bu Yao's spiritual realm barrier has reached 9,942. When she broke through four years ago, she was among the top 20 in the battlefield. Although her ranking dropped a lot later, her potential in the entire battlefield is definitely among the top 50.
"Pulling the divine sword has always been your dream. Even if it can't be realized, I will do my best to bring you one step closer to your dream!" Qu Yun still wanted to persevere.
"Hide behind me a bit, I'll help you share some of the sword intent!" Luo Xiangming shielded Qu Yun behind him. Although it wasn't very effective, it was still a token of his goodwill.
However, when the two supported each other, their speed visibly increased by three points.
"This sword intent is truly interesting!" Jiang Yuan opened his hand, and the wind formed by the sword intent swirled around his palm. He could feel the extraordinary nature of this artistic conception.
“Mutual support can indeed weaken sword intent!” Bu Yao also discovered this characteristic.
Upon hearing this, Wan Jin glanced at Xia Junqian beside him, suddenly picked her up, and then ran wildly against the wind, facing the sword intent.
"This works?" Jiang Yuan was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. This sword intent must be designed to eat dog food (a Chinese idiom for showing affection), otherwise how could the more affectionate people show, the less damage they would suffer?
“They are soulmates! Junqian had a crush on Wanjin for over ten years, and Wanjin eventually turned over a new leaf and won Junqian back with his true heart. Over the years, they have become deeply in love and their souls are connected!” Bu Yao explained.
"This place is pretty shady!" Jiang Yuan glanced at the entire twelfth floor. He hadn't noticed it when he came up, but now he suddenly realized that the environment on the entire twelfth floor was very nice, like a rooftop garden, with beautiful scenery everywhere.
Bu Yao shifted her gaze to the side, because she noticed that Cao Xuan and Duan Lang, who were standing next to them, were making a new move.
"Sister Cao Xuan, let's cooperate for the sake of the divine sword!"
Duan Lang pulled Cao Xuan into his arms.
"Brother Duanlang, but Xuan'er is an innocent girl, from now on..." Cao Xuan bit her lip, adopting a weak posture.
"Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you!"
After Duan Lang finished speaking, he put his arm around Cao Xuan's waist and kissed her deeply. Cao Xuan quickly got into the mood, and the two kissed passionately.
However, just when they thought the sword intent would grant them permission for their passionate love, the sword intent suddenly intensified dozens of times, and the two kissing were struck by a surge of sword intent.
As a result, the two, who were already unsteady on their feet, were blown hundreds of meters away right under Jiang Yuanbuyao's nose, and were covered in wounds.
"puff!"
Jiang Yuan couldn't hold back his laughter and let out a strange sound, but Bu Yao was fortunate to be a professional and managed to suppress her laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Bu Yao asked knowingly.
"I wasn't laughing!" Jiang Yuan said, suppressing a laugh.
"You said you weren't smiling, but your mouth is practically stretched to the back of your ears!" Bu Yao pursed her lips, afraid that she would lose control of her expression if she showed her teeth. After all, as an elegant woman, self-control is the most important thing.
"Hahaha, that's hilarious!" Jiang Yuan was able to hold back, but he couldn't help but laugh when he saw Bu Yao's serious expression.
"It's not funny at all, look at me, I'm not even laughing!"
After Bu Yao finished speaking, her smile became even brighter, and as she spoke, she squatted down and laughed happily, just like Jiang Yuan.
The sword intent here is like a touchstone for love; the truer the feelings, the weaker the sword intent. Previously, Luo Xiangming and Qu Yu succeeded with their love of mutual support, while Wan Jin and Xia Junqian also succeeded with their love of mutual understanding. So Duan Lang and Cao Xuan also wanted to get away with it.
And then, that was it! The passionate love turned into a sudden gust of wind, and without needing anyone to test it, the so-called love vanished with a single gust of wind.
"Tell me, how far would we be blown by the sword wind if we tried?" Jiang Yuan finally crossed that hurdle. The Demon Lord was dead, and now only Jiang Yuan was alive in this world.
Moreover, he has regained 40% control of his body, and soon, this demonic body will be dominated by him.
"Two hundred meters?" Bu Yao asked with a playful smile.
"It might be 500 meters!"
As Jiang Yuan spoke, his face was already close to Bu Yao's, and the two were just one step away from being moved.
"It's possible, only a finger's width away!" Bu Yao closed her eyes; that finger's width was exactly the distance between the two of them.
Jiang Yuan understood immediately and took the initiative to kiss him, crossing the final finger's width of distance.
This kiss was like a period to the past five years of wasted time, a perfect ending to all the unexpressed feelings.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the sword intent suddenly dissipated, replaced by a gentle breeze.
"Love is about being able to reach the pinnacle of success and also living a life of quiet contentment." A voice suddenly appeared on the twelfth floor.
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