Chapter 180
Suddenly, a pure strand of darkness pierced into the realm of the Five Elements Sword, tearing open a gash.
The external scenery was shattered in an instant!
The sky turned pitch black, the sun and moon lost their light, and a black hurricane swept through the world like a dragon of destruction.
Yin Mianmian seized the opportunity to escape.
However, Elder Zeng had no time to pay her any mind. Five long swords circled around the Sword Scar Stone and the people present, compressing the sword realm to resist the encroaching darkness.
In the distance, a fierce and menacing figure of a Ming Wang (a type of fierce deity) was bound by thousands of chains to a black stone pillar, the chains rattling and vibrating like the arrival of a dark sun.
“Fa Ti (法体).”
“The Ninth Heaven Slayer, Evil Ming Wang.”
Ying Bing regained her focus and spoke of the opponent's origins.
After the figure descended, it did not attack.
It cast a deep glance into the depths of Sword City, and as the black tide receded, it took the surviving assassins of the Drizzle Tower and fled into the distance.
Hengyun Sword City also had Fa Ti, and not just one.
But the Fa Ti within the sword city did not pursue.
If they were to engage in battle, regardless of the outcome, Hengyun Sword City, along with Yunzhou City, would likely be left in ruins.
The Drizzle Tower's attempt to seize the Hengyun Sword Scar was swift, both in arrival and departure.
After clearing out some assassins who hadn’t been swept away by the black tide, this great crisis could finally be considered over.
Thanks to their foresight, the casualties on site were minimal, and even the various factions attending the summit were only slightly disordered.
.....
“Finally, it’s over.”
Li Mo let out a sigh of relief.
Immediately after, a flurry of notification sounds filled his ears, one after another.
Various investment feedbacks, both common and rare, surged in at this moment.
It was a massive explosion.
The quality was hard to say.
But the quantity was definitely the highest ever.
Speaking of quality, there was still a reward for the Ice Block that he hadn’t claimed.
“I can’t click fast enough, it’s just too much.”
Little Li suppressed his urge to claim his rewards.
The elders gathered at the top of the Sword Tower.
After exchanging glances, they simultaneously bowed to Li Mo:
“Thank you, Young Hero Li, for revealing the information, and to Miss Ying, for stopping that demoness at a critical moment, safeguarding our Sword City’s treasure!”
“From now on, you two will always be honored guests of Sword City!”
If it weren’t for them, whether the Sword Scar could be preserved was uncertain. Caught off guard by the Drizzle Tower’s ambush, Hengyun Sword City would have suffered severe damage, if not total destruction.
The elders were quite generous.
“The Sword City is selfless, sharing its treasures with the world, demonstrating great righteousness.”
“Just a casual act, no need for thanks.”
Li Mo smiled sincerely, completely unconcerned about the heavy gratitude expressed by the others.
Everyone felt a wave of emotion.
This little guy, regardless of anything else, truly had a commendable character.
He really had the spirit of a gentleman and a hero!
“Li Young Hero is spot on!”
“Thinking back to my days wandering the Jianghu, I truly feel a desire to become sworn brothers with Young Hero Li!”
Elder Zeng half-praised, half-sighed, as the atmosphere reached a peak.
Wu Chushu exclaimed, “Huh?”
If Elder Zeng knew that Little Li’s source of information was the King of Hammers from the Northwest, he might have a different opinion.
Speaking of the Sword Scar.
Only then did everyone remember that the main event of the Martial Arts Summit hadn’t been completed yet.
Some people hadn’t even had the chance to observe the Sword Scar Stone.
The Sword Hero of this session had yet to be selected.
They turned their gazes toward Li Mo and Ying Bing.
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P.S.: The little flop giving away the Immortal Body was indeed due to a lack of experience in fantasy, but the Immortal Body’s setting is well-developed and will accompany the protagonist until the end.
The Ice Block has already observed two divine intents, so Little Li definitely has more than one ‘Mona Ice Slush’!
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**Chapter 192: Ice Block vs. Ice Block**
Everyone witnessed Ying Bing’s stunning sword strike.
The Saintess of the Drizzle Tower was, after all, a sixth-tier potential dragon, a body of the Heavenly Demon, undeniably strong.
In that fleeting moment, if one wasn’t focused, they could easily be deceived, even missing the external scenery.
This was also the reason why Yin Mianmian could kill several potential dragon prodigies and escape unscathed.
Yet just now, the Heavenly Demon’s illusion was shattered by a single sword!
The heart of the sword was clear!
The elders reflected, in the same realm, it was impossible to reach Ying Bing’s level.
Or perhaps, they had never seen such a person in their lifetimes.
That little girl had treated the Sword Scar as a divine image, comprehending the ultimate form, far beyond imagination.
What about Ying Bing?
The elders exchanged glances, each seeing solemnity and anticipation in the others’ eyes.
They were about to witness history in Hengyun Sword City.
“Please.” Elder Zeng gestured.
Ying Bing nodded slightly, her serene eyes turning to Li Mo.
If it weren’t for their soul connection, their spiritual validation, she wouldn’t have seen that different moon, nor would she have attained such clarity of sword heart.
Thus, if she could gain something from the Hengyun Sword Scar, his presence should also be there.
After lowering her gaze for a moment, she suddenly parted her lips:
“Draw it for me.”
“Uh...”
Now it was Little Li’s turn to experience mental turmoil. Caught off guard by her request, he hesitated before pulling out the jade slip with the sketch of the Sword Scar Stone.
“Not this one.”
“Huh? Then that’s...”
Li Mo tentatively took out the painting of a lady.
Then he saw Ying Bing pull out a large-headed doll from her bosom and gently place it in the corner of the painting.
Then, with a flow of true essence, the doll’s big head poked onto the painting.
The doll was vividly outlined on the lady’s painting.
“This is also part of me; you missed it.”
“Is this a group photo?”
Li Mo chuckled in disbelief.
It looked more like a stamp.
The girl turned and walked toward the Sword Scar Stone. Just then, the residual waves from the earlier clash of powerful figures had yet to dissipate, and the pale blue sky was drizzled with fine rain.
Her blue flower dress, amidst the rain curtain, made her silhouette even more ethereal, like a flower seen through mist, leaving one unsure whether she was stepping out of the painting or walking into it.
“Waiting for you in the misty blue, while I wait for you~”
“The moonlight has been fished up, blurring the ending~”
Li Mo put away the painting, unable to resist humming a few lines softly.
To be fair, he sang quite well.
If there were any experts from the Fanghua Tower present, they would surely praise him for mastering the essence of melody.
“Brother Li, what are you singing... it sounds really nice...”
Little Princess Jiang discovered another talent of Brother Li.
Li Mo smiled, “I’ll teach you when I have time.”
“But I... I...”
“It’s okay, you’ll learn with hands-on guidance.”
“!”
Jiang Chuchong’s small body trembled. Due to her master’s animated presentations, although she still struggled with her words, her imagination was quite rich.
In an instant, she even envisioned the scene.
But she... she stuttered...
Could she really learn with hands-on guidance?
If it were Brother Li, then it should... should be possible, right?
.....
At this moment.
On the Sword Scar Stone, a strange and inexplicable wave resonated, reaching everyone’s ears.
Not only at the top of the Sword Tower, but even the chaotic heroes below could vaguely sense something.
It felt as if an unknown existence was whispering in the void.
What was said seemed to be profound.
Some people desperately tried to listen closely, hoping to glean some insight, but upon careful listening, they found it unclear, leaving them with a sense of mental collapse.
Many gazes, filled with longing or daze, converged toward the top of the Sword Tower.
The onlookers felt as if they were part of the scene.
Standing at the center of this wave, Ying Bing saw a different sight.
Buzz—
Above her soul, divine patterns glimmered faintly.
After the clear calls of birds, moonlight enveloped her.
As Ying Bing reached out her hand, just as she was about to touch the Sword Scar Stone with her soul, she realized she was standing in a void.
Opposite her was another version of herself.
Strange yet familiar.
No, that was her from her previous life, during the time of divine observation?
Or perhaps, it was the lingering memory in her heart, about martial arts, about the Divine Heart Sword of the Celestial Realm.
‘She’ was cold and emotionless, her eyes revealing no feelings, yet she too held the Tian Shuang Sword.
‘Her’ ice-like eyes looked over, silent yet as if they had spoken a thousand words.
“Have you forgotten your resolve?”
“Have you forgotten your martial path?”
“Are you... still yourself?”
One question after another came forth.
She too had no intention of answering aloud, instead gently raising the Tian Shuang in her hand.
Words were pale.
Right and wrong, answered with the sword.
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