The scorching fire power evaporated the mist, demonic qi and sword qi clashed, producing a whimpering sound. There were six or seven cracks in the air cutting across the entire secret realm, swallowing everything around.

This secret realm was already on the brink of destruction.

Shen Yunji looked complexly at this former sect, the homeland he had stayed in for over two hundred years. Sword God Lake was, after all, going to be destroyed.

"It's all over..."

Shen Yunji calmed his emotions and looked at the sword qi floating steadily in the air.

The Heavenly Talent Sword Qi was incomparably sharp, and even in such a chaotic environment, the sword qi lingering in the air was hard to dissipate.

The sword qi crisscrossed, forming nine large characters flashing with a cold light.

"Good disciple, I will come to find you."

Before leaving, the Sword God left a message, saying he would come back for his good disciple Shen Yunji, only when he recovered his full strength.

"Indeed, Master has already left this place." Shen Yunji sighed.

This former master devoted his life to the sword, but it didn't mean he was a fool in other matters. Maybe other sword-obsessed individuals would be like this, but the Sword God was not.

The Sword God once said that the greatest sorrow for a swordsman is not dying at the hands of a strong enemy, but dying due to the schemes of the weak.

Therefore, to avoid falling into such a sorrowful state one day, the Sword God was extremely knowledgeable about all sorts of schemes and sinister tactics. If he truly used tactics, he was no weaker than those old coins with accumulated years.

But ironically, the Sword God ultimately fell under others' schemes, being sealed for over nine hundred years, nearly trapped to death.

This humiliation could only be repaid with blood. Whether it was Shen Yunji or the remaining people of Sword God Lake, they all had to endure the wrath of the Sword God.

Shen Yunji also understood this point, even though he believed he was not wrong at the time, betrayal is betrayal, and no one would allow a traitor to live freely in the world.

"Master, let this disciple and you have a bout, and see if today's sword can catch your eye."

Shen Yunji turned and walked out of the secret realm, reaching out his hand to gather energy, as mist arose again, once more covering the Sword God Lake.

"This... grand ancestor, are you sealing the Sword God Lake again?"

Bai Xingkong and others saw this and couldn't help but ask.

"Not sealing, just preventing others from entering the dangerous ground. The Sword God Lake... is to be destroyed."

Shen Yunji looked up at the sky, confirming that Yin Tianxia and another strongest who was shrouded in blood-red light had left, then said to Bai Xingkong and others.

"The Sword God, also my master, has escaped, and once he recovers, he will definitely settle accounts with you. From now on, you will follow me."

"Yes, thank you, grand ancestor," Bai Xingkong and others said in unison.

This time, although they failed to obtain the Ten Thousand Tribulations Evil Qi, gaining a supreme grand ancestor was also good.

It's just not knowing how long this supreme grand ancestor can hold on.

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In the Northern Zhou Imperial Palace, in the Yangxin Hall.

Feng Jiwu closed the memorials he had just approved, blinking tiredly, and gently rubbed his forehead as if he had a slight headache.

"Your condition is becoming more severe."

A figure became solid from phantom, and the White-haired Taoist appeared within the hall, looking at Feng Jiwu's painful expression, and said softly.

"It is becoming more severe, indeed. In the past, I was still too clever."

Feng Jiwu rubbed his brow and said, "The Black Heaven Book has made our hearts closely linked, making me affected by you all the time. Initially, this influence was slight, but after you bore the psychic weight of the Emperor Martial Art for me, the influence gradually increased.

And now, with you becoming the strongest, the gap between us has further widened, and the psychological influence has become even stronger."

Feng Jiwu was clearly talking about a very troublesome matter, but his tone was extremely calm, as if he didn't care at all. He had been affected by Qing Yu's mental state to such an extent, but he didn't have Qing Yu's will, and now his emotions were increasingly indifferent, not allowing even such a great crisis to cause much fluctuation in his mental state.

"Those near the sun are ultimately assimilated by the sun. If I want to preserve my will, I need to take risks."

"So, you want to use that so-called Human Dao Will?" Qing Yu slightly furrowed his brow and said.

The Human Dao Will, a strange will hidden in the Dragon Vein, according to Qing Yu's speculation, should have been specially nurtured by an ancient Human Emperor.

Because of the existence of the Human Dao Will, the earth veins would transform into Dragon Veins, used by cultivators of the Emperor Martial Art, unleashing peerless power.

The broader the territory governed by a cultivator of the Emperor Martial Art, the more Dragon Veins they could mobilize, and correspondingly, they would also be more eroded by the Human Dao Will.

This point was the secret about the Emperor Martial Art that Mu Cangsheng told Qing Yu about.

At that time, Daqian Ancestor Ji Muqing cultivated the Emperor Martial Art, occupying the land of the eight Provinces, almost fully assimilated with the Human Dao Will, and even Mu Cangsheng, his son, didn't know whether Ji Muqing's human part or the part belonging to Human Dao Will was more predominant in the end.

Perhaps, due to the being eroded by the Human Dao Will, Ji Muqing entrusted the Emperor Martial Art to Meng Shanhe for safekeeping rather than passing it down to his descendants.

Now Feng Jiwu governs two provinces, far less than the territory of the former Daqian, so he can still retain his self-will. But what's shocking is that Feng Jiwu's main crisis now doesn't come from the Human Dao Will, but from his Tribulation Master Qing Yu.

"Using the Human Dao Will to counterbalance my influence, this method theoretically works, but practically..."

Qing Yu stared into Feng Jiwu's eyes, "You should know how dangerous that is. Maybe the best result is your mind splitting into two parts, one inclined towards me, and the other eroded by the Human Dao Will."

"In that case, just let yourself fully assimilate me," Feng Jiwu said, "that would be the only way. If I want my Realm advancement speed to match yours, that's simply impossible. I am, after all, an ordinary person."

Feng Jiwu knew clearly that his achievements today all originated from Qing Yu, and if he was to cultivate on his own, he might not even reach Divine Origin.

"To say ordinary is a bit self-deprecating. If in the beginning it were another incompetent person, for example, your tenth royal brother, that kind of pig teammate wouldn't possibly ascend the throne even with my assistance," Qing Yu shook his head and said.

Feng Jiwu was not mediocre, or else Qing Yu wouldn't have chosen him back then. Unfortunately, he got involved with Qing Yu, this plug-in, which forced him now to take such a risky move to protect himself.

"Forget it, the path is yours to choose. The grassland is essential for us, so whether or not to fully control the grassland's Dragon Veins then depends on your decision," Qing Yu shook his head and said.

"If you ultimately fail, then let me clean up the mess."

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