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A heavy chill descended, quickly shrouding the surroundings and freezing the surface of the Blood Demon Sea inch by inch.

Lin Qi's eyesight was better, and when the third sword fell, the scarlet water became crystal clear.

She felt a mixture of oddness and surprise.

Does the little wooden sword seem to suppress the blood Qi in the Blood Demon Sea?

The wooden sword in her hand was churning with frigid energy, the sword qi surging wildly and attacking the Blood Demon Sea indiscriminately. It was already exceeding her expectations.

This is a bit of a sign things are spiraling out of control.

The recovering Yuan Ye suddenly felt the temperature around him drop. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the sea of blood demons surrounding him was covered in a layer of thin ice.

Here, besides him, there is only that senior.

He raised his hand and lightly touched the thin ice. Half of his arm suddenly froze, even with a trend of moving upwards.

With such skill, the surrounding chill intensified once more.

An area extending one li outward from him was covered in frost.

Further on, the magic mist obscured everything, making it hard to see.

The Blood Demon Sea at this moment was completely unfamiliar, causing Yuan Wilde to feel a bit of fear.

This is the power of a Yuan Ying cultivator, isn't it?

The wildlands suppressed the excitement within, striving not to let curiosity distract their mind.

What he should focus on now is cultivating diligently and striving to overcome the three thresholds as soon as possible.

Envy her is meaningless, only by becoming stronger oneself, surpassing her, will all this envy dissipate one day.

After being stimulated by Lin Qi's indifference, Yuan Ye cultivated even more desperately.

When cultivating in the wild, Lin Qi's small wooden sword had undergone a significant transformation.

A constant stream of frost froze the surface of Blood Demon Sea, but the sinister qi from the depths of Blood Demon Sea continued to surge upward.

The small wooden sword's aura was clean and pure, faintly dispersing and purifying the evil energy in the sea of blood.

Whenever the wooden sword cleanses a portion of the evil energy, more evil energy constantly replenishes from the bottom.

Their collision generated a considerable ripple of spiritual energy, as if in a silent stalemate.

Lin Qi's spiritual energy within her body was slowly being drained.

She quickly clutched the spirit stone, frantically absorbing it to replenish her spiritual energy.

But the spiritual energy within the Blood Demon Sea is extremely scarce, and the absorption and expenditure of spiritual energy cannot maintain a balance.

About three days and two nights had passed, and Lin Qi was almost drained by the small wooden sword.

The surging of the Blood Demon Sea suddenly stopped, as if it had been interrupted by an external force.

The small wooden sword is finally normal and no longer out of control.

Lin Qi was thrown to the ground, all her strength and spiritual energy drained away.

She looked up at the sky, her eyes dull, still shaken by what had happened.

She was almost drained!

Just as she was regaining her composure, the Blood Demon Sea suddenly stirred.

The once placid sea surface suddenly churned, growing larger and larger as if a fearsome giant from the depths were about to emerge.

What is moving beneath the sea?

Lin Qi quickly crawled up from the sea and sat down. Before she could stand up, a towering river of blood appeared in mid-air, hanging high above the horizon.

A blood river twists and turns, sliding down from the heavens. It stretches endlessly; one can only see each bend forming a crimson gate that rises automatically.

Imposing and solemn, blood-red and cold, a single glance chills the soul.

The crimson blood in the river flowed, accompanied by bright and dangerous blooms that drifted and scattered.

That crimson river surged and churned, its momentum like a rainbow, calling forth the entire Blood Demon Sea.

Even Lin Qi's heart couldn't help but tremble with fear.

That was a silent reverence for some supreme power.

As the river rushed and surged, one by one, the gatekeeper puppets sprang to life.

These gatekeepers, their bodies crimson as if forged in blood, have obscured faces but clearly wield weapons: massive blood axes, iron hammers, spears, and short swords. They wear armor, their forms powerfully imposing.

From the silhouette,

It has the form of a human, the physique of a demon, and some characteristics of a spirit...

"This is what a demon clan from ancient times looks like?" Lin Qi's eyes were filled with curiosity.

Are these demon tribes the physical manifestations of condensed souls, or independent blood demons formed from the resentment mixed within the Sea of Blood?

As Lin Qi was pondering, a slender figure had already drawn their sword and bravely charged forward, engaging the blood-colored puppet guarding the second threshold.

The original field was thin, but his movements were extremely agile, and he walked in a very wild way.

He was a pale, lifeless puppet, his arms thick and powerful, yet he managed to withstand with brute strength and the Blood Demon Great Axe.

This battle was child's play for Lin Qi, but for Yuanye it was terrifying, a life-or-death situation.

I barely passed by pulling out all the stops.

When he cleared the second level, he was battered and bruised, unable to face the third.

But he refused to believe it, stubbornly wielding his sword and continuing towards the third guardian puppet.

Two moves down, he was covered in blood. The wounds that had just healed were now worse than before.

When he fell into the Blood Demon Sea, Lin Qi almost doubted if he was dead.

The failed attempt to cross the wild terrain caused the blood-red river to vanish instantly, leaving not a trace behind.

The Blood Devil Sea was calm, as if no one had ever been there.

Lin Qi used the wooden sword to pull herself up. She didn't even have time to examine the changes to the wooden sword before she walked to Yuan Ye's side and asked, "Are you still alive?"

The wilderness didn't open its bloodshot eyes until half a day later. It blinked, as if answering Lin Qi's question.

Lin Qi sat cross-legged again, "It's enough that I'm still alive."

Although Lin Qi knows that Yuan Ye wouldn't die so easily, she's still unsure of the situation right now. Maybe Yuan Ye is really dead?

While anything is possible, she shouldn't be so arrogant.

After expressing her feelings, Lin Qi took a spirit stone to absorb and recover her spiritual energy while examining the brand new small wooden sword.

Beyond its plain and simple appearance, the little wooden sword has undergone a qualitative change.

The wooden sword's original yellow-brown color had faded into a pale blue-brown, emanating an eerie chill.

The wooden sword's hilt had also undergone a remarkable transformation, adorned with several exquisitely crafted phoenix feather carvings. They were so lifelike, it seemed as if they were genuine phoenix feathers… Lin Qi was taken aback.

If her mother's palace lord was a big shot from the upper realm, then this would truly be Phoenix Feather.

On the wooden sword, there is an especially delicate and atmospheric ice phoenix imprint.

Lin Qi wasn't seeing this mark for the first time. The last time she saw it was on Huangyu's bracelet.

She had a feeling that this Ice Phoenix mark was no ordinary one. It might be the symbol of her maternal clan, or perhaps the symbol of her mother's palace, the Imperial Jun.

"The wilderness stared at her wooden sword for a long time before asking with a hint of doubt, “The patterns carved on the hilt of your sword are so similar to the ice phoenix on our clan's celestial scepter.”

Lin Qi suddenly raised her head, her pitch-black eyes staring straight at Yuan Ye, which startled him.

Why do you look at me like that?

Lin Qi was frantically turning her brain over, having no mind to answer his words.

The Xiaomu sword is the first treasure of the Fenghu Bracelet's space, considered the first gift bestowed upon her by her mother, the palace master.

Not only is it significant, but because it's so ordinary, Lin Qi always finds it strange.

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