"Wuwang Sword Spirit, you are underestimating me, Song Qingbai. How could I surrender to a mere illusion?"
Song Qingbai curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes slightly cold, and the next moment he took out a dagger from somewhere, and turned around and put it against his neck.
"How come you still have spiritual power?"
Xu Yan was slightly startled, his expression suddenly changed, and then he used his resentment to knock away Song Qingbai's dagger.
"Wuwang Xiejian, this illusion, both real and fake, must be based on my memories. So how do you know I'm not playing along?"
Song Qingbai took a step back and quickly slashed her wrist with the dagger. The intense pain made her mind more clear.
“Everyone wants my sword bone, but who else but me can wield this proud bone!
Wuwang Xiejian, today I will let you know what it means to truly possess the power of a sword bone!"
"Song Qingbai, don't be so complacent. Don't you even care about their lives?"
The Wuwang Sword Spirit moved quickly, flashed to the side of Lu Qianyin and Shen Rangchen, raised his hands and grabbed their necks.
"All appearances are false. Only when the mind is free of distracting thoughts can obstacles be broken through.
You are all in my illusion, I am the real master here."
Seeing that Lu Qianyin and Shen Rangchen were breathing weakly, Song Qingbai was not panicked. She had a serious expression on her face, offered blood as a sacrifice, and chanted some magic spells.
"Sword Bone comes to the world, slaying evil and upholding justice, the Heavenly Gang and the Earthly Evil, protecting the body and soul. Break!"
Suddenly, a purple light appeared, and Song Qingbai used his spiritual blood to sacrifice the formation. The spiritual light overflowed and attacked directly towards the Wuwang Sword Spirit.
"Song Qingbai, you're not even afraid of death for them. It's a pity that your cultivation is too low. It's simply wishful thinking to think you can break out of the formation."
The strong light turned into an arrow and headed directly towards the Wuwang Sword Spirit. He quickly cast a spell to build a barrier, his eyes full of madness and fierceness.
In an instant, Song Qingbai flew up, like a ghost, and took the unconscious Lu Qianyin and Shen Rangchen away directly.
"Ruyi, use the teleportation array to send their souls out."
Song Qingbai's tone was filled with worry. This formation was powerful, and forcing his way out might not guarantee a safe escape. Since the evil sword spirit had also followed him in, it would be better to use this as a cage and seal it again.
"Host, what you are doing is too dangerous. If you are not careful, even your soul will dissipate in this formation."
The system that had disappeared for a long time suddenly spoke. Its original connection with Song Qingbai was forcibly blocked by the resentful energy. Unexpectedly, not only did she not lose her mind, but she was able to contact herself with spiritual blood. It can be imagined that Song Qingbai has made rapid progress without realizing it.
"Ruyi, can you trust me?"
"this...."
"All along the way, I've encountered nothing but danger, but I've managed to survive each time. This time, I also believe that good will prevail over evil, and I, Song Qingbai, will definitely be able to walk out of this formation alive."
"Host..."
"Alright, send them away and don't delay me from sealing the evil sword."
Song Qingbai had a cold expression on his face. He waved his hand to cut off the connection with the system, took out the sword bone to seal the evil sword, and needed to calm down and concentrate.
"Song Qingbai, you're looking for death."
The Wuwang Sword Spirit in the illusion was furious when he saw Chen Rangchen and Lu Qianyin suddenly disappear. The resentment in his body surged, and he shattered all the arrows coming from all directions.
"There are many people who want to kill me, who do you think you are?"
Song Qingbai sneered, sat cross-legged, and began to circulate her spiritual power. The white spiritual power quickly overflowed and slowly condensed into a sword shadow above her head.
"Song Qingbai, I didn't expect you to be even more ruthless than your father. With such a meager cultivation level, you actually dared to draw out the sword bone and transform it into a sword?"
As the light above her head gathered more and more, a hint of fear appeared on Wuwang Sword Spirit's face.
I've seen people who are willing to risk their lives, but I've never seen someone fight so recklessly. He's so fragile, yet so strong.
"Are you scared now? It's too late."
Song Qingbai formed seals with his hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then cast a spell to transfer the spiritual blood on his wrist into the extracted sword bone.
"Humph, I'll take your life before your sword bone is formed."
Seeing the sword above Song Qingbai's head gradually solidify, the Wuwang Sword Spirit immediately summoned resentment and launched a fierce attack.
He who strikes first gains the advantage, and he who strikes later will suffer. Back then, he hesitated for a moment and fell into Song Changfeng's trap. Now that Song Qingbai casts a spell to condense the sword, he will not let her succeed.
Thousands of vines of resentment rose from the ground and wrapped around Song Qingbai.
Song Qingbai frowned slightly and cast a spell to create a protective barrier. It would take time for the sword bone to transform into a sword, so he had to resort to this last resort.
Outside the illusion, her cultivation was too low to truly seal the evil sword.
But in this illusion, she can do as she pleases and use the power of the magic circle left by Song Changfeng to forcibly seal the Wuwang Sword Spirit.
This was the idea she came up with when she just entered the ninth floor of the pagoda.
Song Changfeng is indeed a famous genius on the Shenwu Continent. He seemed to have anticipated this sealing formation and left behind a remedy.
Fortunately, Song Qingbai had obtained the system's magic array secrets before, so he had a chance to try it.
"You were once a divine sword, yet you took advantage of others in distress."
Song Qingbai tapped his fingers repeatedly, and the sword above his head took shape instantly, emitting a powerful aura.
"Die!"
When the Wuwang Sword Spirit saw that her sword body had appeared, it quickly cast a spell to conjure up the Wuwang Sword body and attacked Song Qingbai.
Facing the powerful Wuwangxie Sword, Song Qingbai closed his eyes and moved his hands.
The sword bone flew up and met the Wuwang Sword.
With a loud bang, the environment around Song Qingbai, who was originally in the villa, immediately shattered, revealing a chaotic color.
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