The Eclipse Realm is located north of the Yuncang Sword Sect. Every year when it opens, this area is shrouded in darkness and enters a period of extreme night, hence the name Eclipse Realm.
The environment within the secret realm is exceptionally cold, which is perfect for cultivators like Ji Mofan with ice-elemental roots to hone their skills.
However, in his previous life, he had no intention of training on his own. He simply followed the rumors and went to where Qingluan was, wasting a good opportunity to consolidate his cultivation.
Ji Mofan's cultivation has only just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, while Qingluan's level is at the mid-stage of the Deity Transformation stage. In his previous life, he was able to narrowly win by burning a portion of his essence and blood.
In this life, he will never treat his body so carelessly again.
If nothing unexpected happens, this Azure Phoenix should have similar power to the one in his previous life. Based on his past experience, if he could raise his cultivation to the mid-Nascent Soul stage before encountering the Azure Phoenix, he would have a fifty percent chance of winning.
Moreover, it's not the kind of victory where both sides suffer heavy losses.
The temperature outside the Eclipse Realm wasn't too low, and the demonic beasts that appeared were all only at the Golden Core stage. These demonic beasts were nothing to Ji Mofan; he would just casually kill any unlucky creatures that happened to come to him.
After all, even the smallest sparrow is still meat, and it's not bad to extract its demon core and exchange it for spirit stones.
As Ji Mofan entered the middle level of the secret realm, the monsters he encountered gradually became stronger.
After slaying another silver wolf that charged at him, Ji Mofan twirled his sword, shaking off the blood on the blade, and couldn't help but click his tongue in frustration.
In his past life, he prioritized speed above all else and never lingered with passing monsters for too long.
But this time he deliberately slowed down, and inadvertently provoked a pack of silver wolves.
The average cultivation level of this pack of silver wolves was only at the late Golden Core stage, with a few occasionally breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. They were not too difficult for Ji Mofan to deal with.
After all, his cultivation level wasn't built up by rare and precious materials, but rather solidified through countless demon-slaying missions.
But the fatal flaw was that this pack of silver wolves not only lacked martial ethics and fought against multiple opponents, but the silver wolf king in the late Nascent Soul stage was also clever and cunning. He even knew how to command his subordinates to launch organized attacks on cultivators.
Several times, Ji Mofan managed to touch the weak point of one of the silver wolves, only to be interrupted by attacks from other silver wolves the next second.
Although these guys haven't been able to cause him any real damage yet, if this drags on, he'll eventually be overwhelmed by the situation on his own.
When the spiritual energy is exhausted, one will be at the mercy of the silver wolf.
We need to find a way to solve this once and for all.
With a swift turn of his longsword, Ji Mofan abruptly reversed his upward attack stance. Spiritual energy, carrying the white blade, slashed fiercely through the frozen ground beneath his feet, which was covered in ice and snow.
In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, and both powdery snow and frozen snow were blown about by Ji Mofan's spiritual power.
His vision became blurry, so Ji Mofan simply closed his eyes and spread his spiritual sense to cover his entire body.
"Awooo!"
The wolf king issued a summons, and all the wolves bowed their heads in obedience. In an instant, the howls of wolves echoed around Jimo Fan.
Disturbed by his spiritual exploration, Ji Mofan gritted his teeth and suppressed the nausea churning in his stomach.
The sword blade sliced through the flowing wind, spiritual energy was infused into the shattered snow, and he sent it flying into the distance.
Almost there... just a little bit more...
Your right hand mustn't tremble... otherwise the entire sword formation will be thrown into chaos...
He opened his eyes amidst the swirling snowstorm.
A flash of spiritual energy streaked across the blade, and the longsword, which had been casually hanging at his side, was suddenly raised. Pointing the sword at the sky, the swirling snow and ice instantly froze in place.
...No, they didn't freeze.
Rather, it's that Jimo Fan's perception of time has become longer.
A cold, spiritual light suddenly shone beneath his feet, dancing among several shards of snow imbued with the power of Ji Mo Fan Bing's spiritual root. Intricate lines intertwined, eventually forming the shape of an array!
Fishing alone on a cold river.
Using Ji Mofan himself as the core of the formation, his spiritual power rapidly spread along the spiritual light beneath his feet, filling the entire formation.
In the blink of an eye, the once light and airy snow suddenly turned into a deadly trap. Thousands of snowflakes transformed into sharp blades, and with the gusts of wind stirred up by spiritual energy, they frantically harvested fresh flesh and blood.
The snowstorm has stopped.
The snowflakes fell in a steady, gentle thud, yet they all seemed to bypass the solitary figure standing in the center.
All the chaos was covered under the snow, leaving only a clean and white expanse of sky and earth.
Ji Mo Fan used his sword for support, otherwise he would have fainted and fallen directly onto the snow.
It seems that in his current state, it's still a bit of a stretch for him to fish alone on a cold river.
In his previous life, Ji Mofan had studied the Yun Cang Sword Sect's sword manual up to the ninth level, but for some reason, he could never grasp the essence of the last level.
Even after practicing the sword manual hundreds of times, the result was still that his spiritual energy could not flow smoothly. He could clearly feel that he had not brought out the full power of this move.
So at that time, he had a wonderful idea: Could it be that the tenth level of the Yuncang Sword Manual was not actually suitable for him?
This sword manual has been passed down in the Yuncang Sword Sect for countless years, and countless disciples have practiced it.
To everyone else, this was a sword manual that could be practiced by cultivators of any spiritual root type.
However, it should be noted that in the past, most of the disciples of the Yuncang Sword Sect only reached the seventh level of the Yuncang Sword Technique.
A few exceptionally talented disciples can break through to the eighth level, but those who can reach the ninth level are extremely rare.
Until Ji Mofan died in his previous life, among all the living disciples of the Yun Cang Sword Sect, including himself, only two people could use the ninth level.
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