686 has a promising future.
He slowly waved his hands, and a powerful burst of sword energy instantly erupted from his body, sweeping towards the sword mark that seemed to be a thousand miles long.
Under the impact of the blade energy, the originally solid and indestructible blade mark seemed to be affected and began to tremble slowly, and then began to shake violently.
Then the sword energy slowly disappeared, and the sword marks also began to slowly fade away, as if they had been drawn away by an invisible force.
He Chen looked at Dao Ling's puzzled expression and her bright, watery eyes, a hint of doubt in them, and touched her long, glistening hair on her forehead.
He explained, "Leaving knife marks here will only cause unnecessary disputes and trouble."
It will reveal your true strength to your opponents. In this vast world, we need to remain vigilant at all times and not easily expose our weaknesses.
Moreover, this world is vast, and I haven't fully explored it yet. There are also some hidden cultivators who don't reveal themselves, and their true strength is unknown.
Seeing Dao Ling's bewildered expression, he smiled slightly and said softly, "Sometimes, hiding your strength is more important than showing it."
Only in this way can we launch a surprise attack on the enemy at a critical moment.
Furthermore, if facing the same opponent again, remember to strike hard and leave no loose ends.
After listening, Dao Ling nodded thoughtfully.
Looking at Dao Ling's obedient appearance, He Chendun wondered if he had been too harsh, but it was better than suffering a loss.
There aren't many laws and regulations here; might makes right.
He Chen thought for a moment and continued to explain the current rules and reality to the sword spirit, saying softly, "Even in the city where I am, although there are strict rules to follow."
But outside the city walls, beyond a hundred miles, those restrictions became meaningless, serving only as a warning to everyone.
In this wild land, there are too many variables. There are always some risk-takers who act recklessly for profit or personal gain, showing no restraint even within the city walls.
Dao Ling clung tightly to He Chen, the Gentleman's Blade in her hand somehow already tucked back into He Chen's waist.
Seeing this, He Chen chuckled and gently patted Dao Ling's shoulder, realizing he had said too much.
With the Gentleman's Blade always by my side, what could the Blade Spirit possibly need to worry about?
Inside the divine bell enclosure, the yellow sand outside and the alluring voices from afar, "Heavenly treasures, immortality," all slowly disappeared.
Only occasionally does a tiny ripple appear on the surface of the divine bell, like a gentle wave on a lake, carrying an invisible force and showing that a force without a target is reverberating here.
He Chen thought to himself, 'Just as the Holy Emperor said, he has come to this place.'
Those who can set foot in this place are all outstanding individuals, possessing exceptional talent and extraordinary cultivation.
Those who are confident in their superior strength naturally have their own arrogance. With their extraordinary abilities, each of them naturally believes that they are invincible.
A being unique throughout history, relying on his extraordinary talent and pursuing immortality, he is naturally the chosen one of this world.
He shook his head slightly and couldn't help but embrace the beauty beside him. In this empty place, the two of them inexplicably felt a sense of warmth. There was no one around to talk to, and he was still not used to it.
He thought to himself, 'As expected, my cultivation time is still too short; I can't endure the loneliness.'
And I can't help but think, 'Those cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years, without any contemporaries, must be very lonely.'
They can endure loneliness, but as their lifespan nears its end, if they haven't achieved a breakthrough or extended their lifespan by several decades, they'll likely become even more anxious.
He couldn't help but think of the power carried by the wind, which seemed to affect the soul. He thought to himself, 'This power seems to be an invisible force quietly amplifying the most urgent desires of their souls.'
Let that pursuit of desire become even more fervent.
He was also extremely confident, so much so that he believed himself to be a chosen one, an exceptional individual, and favored by fate.
She shook her head softly, a hint of regret in her eyes, and murmured to herself, 'Unfortunately, I'm not.'
He Chen sensed the subtle changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and a wisp of true energy flowed quietly within his body, like a gentle stream. Gradually, he shielded himself from his five senses.
In that instant, the surrounding scenery seemed to vanish, leaving only a desolate desert before his eyes, with endless yellow sand dunes stretching to the distant horizon, seemingly without end.
Turning around, one sees the lush green mountains of the Ten Thousand Mountains, with their overlapping peaks and swirling clouds and mist—it's still the same Ten Thousand Mountains as before.
He gently embraced Dao Ling, who then wrapped her arms around He Chen's waist and nestled quietly against him.
He Chen became unusually calm at this moment, as if he were one with heaven and earth and blended with all things.
I clearly feel my connection with my surroundings, yet I also feel as if I am detached from worldly affairs and free from any constraints.
He said softly, "Let's leave this place first."
Dao Ling nodded gently and naturally.
Her eyes shone with trust and reliance, as if she had entrusted everything to He Chen.
Ren Hechen held her waist.
Feeling He Chen's broad and warm palm, it seemed as if it could embrace everything.
My fingers gently caressed her waist, so delicate and tender.
It felt like touching the softest part of my heart.
Dao Ling's body trembled slightly, then relaxed, letting He Chen hold her.
He Chen felt the body temperature seeping through his clothes; it was the temperature of a real person. A sense of curiosity slowly arose within him.
They embraced each other quietly.
It was as if time stood still at that moment.
He Chen's Divine Bell Shield gently enveloped the two of them, and in an instant, they moved with the speed of clouds and wind, covering a thousand miles in a single step, quickly leaving the boundary of the Ten Thousand Mountains.
He Chen didn't pay much attention to the distant desert. Whether it was filled with rare and precious materials or not, he didn't need to rely on it too much, as this world still had so many resources.
Moreover, the evil forces that spread may have also originated from here. Since I have a long lifespan, I can investigate further; there's no rush.
Nestled tightly in He Chen's arms, Dao Ling was filled with longing.
Her eyes sparkled with a unique brilliance, as if she were deeply attached to the gentle and bright light of her childhood, a light she would never leave for the rest of her life.
Her eyes, brimming with emotion, seemed to hold a thousand feelings; every subtle blink seemed to speak of endless affection and trust.
A faint blush rose on her cheeks, like the first rays of dawn, beautiful and charming.
She nestled gently in He Chen's arms, feeling the strong embrace around her waist.
I felt an unprecedented happiness and joy, an impulse that went deep into my bones.
She raised her head and gazed at He Chen with deep affection, her eyes filled with love and gratitude.
She spoke softly, her voice trembling with tenderness, mimicking Ji Xixi's manner, her voice a soft, almost inaudible whisper, "My beloved..."
The beautiful woman was captivated; her soft words were like a spring breeze caressing his heart, stirring up a torrent of emotions within He Chen.
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