In the Maple League's residence, for several days in a row, there were directors of the Soul Casting Association from all over the country who came to report.

Externally, these scattered directors all claimed to be reporting to the headquarters of the Fengmeng, but in fact, well-informed people all knew that the reason why these branch leaders came in person was to transport the rank sword that Luo Hu had requested.

An endless stream of swords were sent into the most mysterious and heavily guarded Maple Tower in the headquarters of the Maple Alliance.

In just seven days, according to the records of the guardian sword cultivator who manages the Maple Tower, there are enough 60,000 swords that have been sent into the tower.

Today's Maple Tower, from the first floor of the open ground to the top of the tower, is full of all kinds of swords.

All the swords gathered together, and the eerie chill released by themselves made the guards guarding the far side of the tower feel their hearts pounding and their scalps tingling every day.

Almost everyone knew that Ye Feng, the master of the Maple Alliance, was cultivating in the Maple Tower. It's just that no one knows how Ye Feng is in a tower full of killing aura and terrifying momentum alone.

Inside the tower, the ground in the four outer rings, the walls, and even the wooden stakes were filled with swords of various colors. Almost every inch of the area was occupied by swords, except for a three-foot square clearing in the center of the tower.

The Kaede Tower is a pointed cone with a spire that gradually narrows upwards. There are no floors in the building, only four outer rings that spiral around the staircase. Someone sitting in the open space in the center of the first floor of the tower is equivalent to being completely wrapped in the sea of swords, and even the unique vitality of human beings will be covered by the sharp aura released by the sword.

At this time, Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the open space, his eyes closed, as if he was in a state of flux.

He had been sitting here for three days, but he had never been able to regain his vitality and absorb the energy inside the sword from the outside.

In the early morning of the fourth day, when a touch of morning glow had just appeared in the eastern sky, Ye Feng opened his eyes.

The moment his gaze full of essence spread to the outside world, all the swords in the Maple Tower trembled violently in unison, and the surface of the blade emitted a buzzing sound.

It's a strange sound, with a supernatural power that captivates people's hearts. Even the Guardian, who was hiding a mile away from the tower, felt his sword tremble uncontrollably at this moment.

The air was filled with majestic and heavy coercion, and this aura made many strong people in the Feng Alliance keenly aware of the sense of crisis.

The stronger the cultivation, the greater the pressure it feels. Later, many Sword Sects and even Sword Venerable powerhouses who were in cultivation were covered in stinky sweat, and their bodies were all tired and fell on the bed.

Amazingly, this power only made these strong people feel physically and mentally exhausted, but it did not have any effect on their strength.

Even many sword cultivators felt as if they had just fought a bloody battle with others, and after the vitality in their bodies was hollowed out and recovered again, they all felt that their vitality had become more condensed than before.

Shangguan Wanjun and the Hidden King, who had been cultivating in seclusion in the Maple League, also noticed the fluctuation of the aura coming from the Maple Tower.

With the wise minds of the two old men, they quickly guessed Ye Feng's true intentions.

"Ye Feng is giving back to the Feng League's sword cultivation, using his own oppressive power to cut off the hair and wash the marrow for the members of the Feng League. Shangguan Wanjun opened his eyes and said softly.

Sensing Ye Feng's good intentions, the old man's heart couldn't help but surge with warmth.

The strange fluctuation only appeared in the early morning and disappeared again. At this time, Ye Feng, who had withdrawn his oppressive force, had already focused his attention on the sword around him.

Patches of pale cyan mist evaporated from the surface of Ye Feng's body, and as these mists enveloped the swords around him, the surface of those rank swords all radiated a dazzling brilliance.

Countless sword auras that could be seen by the naked eye quickly merged into the cyan mist. With the continuous influx of sword aura, the cyan mist became more and more expanded, and finally enveloped the space around Ye Feng's body for dozens of feet.

The air was filled with aura fluctuations as viscous as liquid, and if a sword cultivator entered this place at this time, just inhaling a few breaths of air would benefit him a lot.

At the same time that the aura of the outside world was getting thicker and thicker, the sword around Ye Feng's body also began to melt. It was a dissolution that could be seen with the naked eye, as fast and silent as ice and snow meeting the sun.

One by one, the sword turned into powder, the sword shattered more and more, and the aura in the air became more and more intense.

At the moment when all the space of the entire tower was filled with aura, Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stretched out his hand and formed a mysterious handprint.

"Whoop ......" The aura surging in the sky made a sound like a small river.

All the spiritual energy surged towards the top of Ye Feng's head, and his body converged, drowning Ye Feng's body in just an instant.

Ye Feng's mouth, nose, pores, and hair were all filled with a warm aura. Between breaths, the aura poured into his body continuously, like a flood, making a flowing sound in his body.

This continued throughout the day, and only gradually ended at nightfall.

After all the aura in the outside world was absorbed into his body, Ye Feng did not rush to absorb the vitality again, but patiently immersed all his mind in his body, refining the vitality in his body little by little.

It is worth mentioning that with the increase in the number of spirit swords in Ye Feng's dantian, the speed at which he refines his vitality is several times faster than before.

In the depths of Ye Feng's dantian, ten spirit swords were connected end to end, forming a circle. The ring, which was composed entirely of spirit swords, kept turning, creating a huge vortex within his dantian, speeding up the Yuan Qi refining process.

It's not just the spirit sword that plays a role in Ye Feng's cultivation. The rejuvenation furnaces that turned into countless whirlpools and scattered in Ye Feng's body also exerted a divine effect at the moment of his cultivation. Thirty-six vortices rotate in unison, combining into a set of specific cycles.

Driven by those whirlpools, the meridians that Ye Feng had difficulty allowing his vitality to pass through on weekdays had all become unimpeded, and their width had been greatly improved compared to before.

At night, everything was plunged into darkness, except for the light of the lamps and the blue light that covered the entire maple tower.

Luo Hu, who was immersed in the room flipping through the case file, raised his head after being tired. Seeing the towers in the distance outside the window, a knowing smile appeared on his face.

Today, Ye Feng has not only become the belief of Feng Meng, but also his personal spiritual pillar. Luo Hu didn't dare to imagine what would become of Feng Meng if Ye Feng was gone one day, and what he should do.

Like Luo Hu, the people who are looking at the Maple Tower are Duanmu Qinglian. Since learning that He Huan was captured, Duanmu Qinglian's mood has never relaxed.

However, whenever she sees the Maple Tower, her panic always calms down. She knew very well that when Ye Feng was here, everything would take a turn for the better. Since Ye Feng said that he was sure to rescue He Huan, he would definitely be able to succeed.

Day after day, in the blink of an eye, a month passed quietly. The number of swords in the Maple Tower has been reduced by half, and the space inside has become much more open.

During these days, Ye Feng would release an oppressive force every morning, acting on the bodies of all the sword cultivators in the Feng Alliance.

After nearly a month of hard work, he finally achieved results, and almost all the powerhouses below the Sword Venerable in the Fengmeng headquarters had all been upgraded by one level in cultivation.

If it was early one morning, the coercion released by Ye Feng was too late, and those sword cultivators would not be happy, but would be very nervous. It wasn't until Ye Feng's coercion fell on them that their uneasy mood would settle down.

Ye Feng's behavior, for him, is also a kind of cultivation, and it can be regarded as a gesture. But it was his actions like this that the centripetal force of the members of the Feng Alliance quietly increased a lot.

Even those sword cultivators who had joined the Feng League with a different purpose in the past were also impressed by Ye Feng's actions, and began to sincerely do their best for the Feng League.

Fengmeng was quiet and peaceful for a month, but the situation in the outside world was not as calm as Fengmeng.

As more and more sword cultivators quietly flocked to the territory of Yulin Country, where the Falling Flower Palace was located, the Falling Flower Palace finally couldn't bear it anymore and made a countermeasure.

Some time ago, there were some disciples of the Falling Flower Palace, and they had fierce conflicts with those sword cultivators who suddenly appeared.

Later, after the Luohua Palace found that the external situation was no longer under its control, it simply summoned all the disciples who went out to return to the sect, and at the same time issued an edict to the outside world, the plain where the Luohua Palace is located is listed as a forbidden area, and anyone who enters it will be chased and killed by the most cruel Luohua Palace.

There was once a sword cultivator who inadvertently flew into the territory assigned to the Luohua Palace, and before he could fly out of ten miles, he was directly cut into minced meat by hundreds of sword qi. Since then, no one dares to enter the forbidden area set by the Falling Flower Palace, but in the area outside the forbidden area, there are more and more sword cultivators gathered, and among them, the vast majority of them are members of the Feng Alliance.

When the Luohua Palace was forced to close the mountain gate for self-preservation, several other major sects also underwent great changes.

Yuxiu Sword Sect, Tianyuan Sword Sect suddenly concluded an alliance with the Longyun Sword Sect and formed the Hidden World Sect Alliance. Not only that, but there were several other hidden sects that joined the alliance at the same time, and the scale of their overall formation was actually even more powerful than when the six great sword sects joined forces that day.

During this period, Long Wu, the sect leader of the Longyun Sword Sect, also sent a letter to the Taigang Sword Sect in the South China Sea inviting him to join, but was rejected by Qin Lucao, the current sect leader of the Taiyun Sword Sect.

While politely refusing to join the Hidden World Sect Alliance, Qin Lucao suddenly announced to the outside world that the Tai Kong Sword Sect had entered a state of blockade, and all the disciples of the Tai Kong Sword Sect, the elders, and even the liaison personnel stationed abroad had all been recalled to the island.

The two major sects announced that they had entered a state of blockade one after another, which immediately made many hidden sects on the sidelines nervous. Even the Xuanyun Sect, which was far away in the northern frontier and rarely asked about the world, also paid close attention to the movements of the outside world, and ordered all disciples, including Nangong Wenyi, to be forbidden to set foot in the Central Plains of the Tianyuan Continent.

For a while, the situation in the Tian Yuan Continent became tense and particularly tense. Everyone is paying attention to Ye Feng's movements in the Maple League. Clear-eyed people know that the day Ye Feng leaves the customs will be a time when the Tian Yuan Continent will be violently shaken, and at that time, it is destined that the inherent forces of the Tian Yuan Continent will undergo an earth-shaking purge.