"Little Lion, what's wrong?" Noticing Bi Qiong's unusual behavior, Feng Ling stepped forward to ask.
Yao Yao flew to it with concern, "Brother Biqiong, are you alright?"
After a moment, Bi Qiong shook her head. "I'm fine, just a sharp pain in my head."
A hint of confusion flashed in its eyes. "Master, the Frostfall Sword was damaged before. Could it be that this is the reason why the sword spirit of the Frostfall Sword appeared here?"
Ruan Xiyan's gaze was fixed on the large and small Frostfall Swords that were constantly spinning and intertwining in front of her.
"If it is truly the sword spirit of the Frostfall Sword, its return will surely enhance the sword's power and may even break a layer of seal."
Ruan Xiyan slowly walked forward, but had not yet touched the Frostfall Sword.
Suddenly, a sharp, piercing sound rang in her ears, and Ruan Xiyan frowned slightly.
The next instant, a black aura emanated from the miniature Frostfall Sword, carrying a chilling aura that pierced directly into Ruan Xiyan's brow.
Ruan Xiyan stopped in her tracks, instantly losing all strength, and collapsed to the ground.
Sensing that something was wrong with her body, she immediately sat down cross-legged and calmed herself down.
The black cloud that suddenly appeared just now was of unknown origin, and the spiritual energy within my body became violent because of it.
The black aura swirled through her meridians, and the chill gradually eroded her limbs.
Even her breath now carries an extremely cold, frosty quality.
"Owner!"
"Master, how are you?"
Upon seeing this, the Azure Sky and the others in the Wind Spirit Space hurriedly called out.
The Frostfall Sword seemed to sense that Ruan Xiyan was in danger and wanted to fly back to her side.
But from some point onward, the black aura constantly emanating from the miniature sword began to entangle it, trapping it within.
Furthermore, more and more black wisps of energy swirled around Ruan Xiyan's head, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to seize something.
At this moment, Ruan Xiyan could no longer hear Biqiong and the others' anxious cries.
She was in a state of utter agony, with black energy and spiritual energy constantly clashing within her body, as if trying to tear her apart.
There was even a black cloud trying to invade her spiritual sea.
Ruan Xiyan's mental energy formed a dense net, intercepting those black gas clouds.
The black aura carried the chilling aura of the Frostfall Sword, so much so that neither her spiritual power nor her mental power, which also carried a chilling aura, could suppress it.
Ruan Xiyan's eyes sharpened. What the hell is this thing?!
This thing is stronger than spiritual energy, and even more bizarre and powerful than the demonic energy she had encountered before.
It not only makes spiritual energy violent and unruly, but it can also block the flow of spiritual energy.
The demonic energy that had been sealed within his body by the power of the Blood Eye was affected and suddenly went berserk, breaking through the seal.
Ruan Xiyan was about to spare a bit of energy to stop it.
The power within her body is now in complete chaos. If this demonic energy were to join in, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Ruan Xiyan's blood-red eyes appeared, attempting to seal the demonic energy once more.
Who knew that the demonic energy condensed into a wisp of thread, nimbly dodging and wandering within the body.
They soon clashed with the black cloud of energy, and the two were like natural enemies from the moment they met.
They collided wildly, separated, and then collided again, over and over again.
The out-of-control spiritual power also joined the battle, and her body directly became the battleground for the three forces.
Ruan Xiyan clenched her teeth, the veins on her neck bulging, the pain and discomfort inside her body was self-evident.
Frostfall Sword sensed its master's pain and was locked in a fierce battle with the black wisps of energy that had surrounded it.
Just then, the Xuan Yin Ancient Yin Qin suddenly flew out of the space.
The strings started moving on their own without anyone plucking them.
A demonic melody emanated from a zither and attacked the black mass of energy that was locked in combat with the Frostfall Sword.
The black cloud of energy was dispersed, and the Frostfall Sword was freed from it, flying straight to Ruan Xiyan's front.
A chill enveloped Ruan Xiyan.
What outsiders perceive as a chill that could freeze a person into an ice cube is, to Ruan Xiyan, a warmth like a gentle spring breeze.
The frost that had settled on her body due to the coldness of the black aura gradually faded.
As the chill dissipates, the battle of power within Ruan Xiyan's body is about to come to a conclusion.
As the wisp of demonic energy clashed with the black mass of energy, it gradually transformed into a ball of flame.
The flame was entirely black, but at its very center was a white flame radiating a myriad of colors.
The moment the flames formed, the demonic energy overwhelmingly annihilated the black cloud of energy.
At the same time, the ball of flame split into countless smaller flames, probing towards the meridians.
It devoured all the black clumps of energy hidden throughout the body.
It's less about devouring and more about purification.
When the flame touched the black cloud, the black cloud was purified and dissipated into a wisp of smoke.
Ruan Xiyan opened her eyes, and the pain in her body disappeared.
As she gazed at the black cloud of energy swirling in the sky, a thought flashed through her mind, and the Mysterious Sound Ancient Yin Qin appeared before her.
The power in his hands plucked the strings, and wave after wave of sonic energy spread outwards, slowly shattering the black mass of energy.
The ice rooftop was bright again.
The miniature sword flew to the Frostfall Sword and merged directly into it.
At the moment of merging, an extremely powerful force swept around.
The ice platform and the steps leading to the sky both shook violently due to this force.
The disciples practicing on the steps to heaven lost their balance due to the swaying.
Not knowing what had happened, Yu Huaiting ordered them all to come down from the steps leading to the heavens.
He looked towards the summit and murmured, "What exactly did my young friend Ruan do up there to cause such a commotion?"
"They're going to tear down my ladder to heaven," Yu Huaiting said helplessly, shaking his head.
As the miniature sword and the Frostfall Sword completely merged, the sword spirit returned to its place, and two golden patterns appeared on the Frostfall Sword's ice-blue blade.
Ruan Xiyan stared at the Frostfall Sword in front of her with bright eyes.
She sensed that the fifth seal on the Frostfall Sword had been broken.
With the seal on the Frostfall Sword broken, coupled with the previous struggle between various forces within her body, her physical strength has reached a new level.
At the same time, his strength also broke through to the seventh level of the Creation Realm.
This is probably what it means to be put in a desperate situation and then survive.
What doesn't kill her will eventually become a stepping stone on her path to becoming stronger.
Just as Ruan Xiyan was about to sheathe her Frostfall Sword, the sword flashed.
A transparent, ethereal figure appeared in front of her.
He was a man who exuded a pure and elegant aura, with a mark of ice and snow on his forehead.
She had long, snow-white hair and bright, yet chilling, blue eyes that held a coldness that kept people at a distance.
She wore a light blue robe made of ice crystals, decorated only with a few simple ice and snow patterns.
Anyone who didn't know him would think he was an ice and snow elf, untouched by any filth or impurity.
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