The dome was thundering, and it was pouring rain outside the window. The raindrops the size of beans hit the curtain, and the crackling sound was fierce and rapid. The rain in early spring should not be so violent, and the clouds outside the sky darkened the whole land. Perhaps it was a pair of hands in the dark that pushed all of this, celebrating the birth of a Tian Yuan Grandmaster in such an exciting way!

After a long time, countless afterimages were all in one place, and Qin Yan's movements suddenly froze. He maintained a posture, motionless, as if an old monk had settled down. The expression on his face changed dramatically, and Fang Qiuyao's heart also fluctuated, and he unconsciously raised his head to observe his expression, and he actually felt frightened.

This is the eighth realm of 'Extreme Creation!'

Qin Yan faintly felt something. God is really ironic, he actually let him comprehend the unsought-for Extreme Creation Realm when he couldn't use the slightest spiritual power, if it weren't for his own miserable situation, he would probably have completely stepped into the Tian Yuan Realm by now, and became one of the peerless powerhouses who are proud of one side!

It's ridiculous, I don't know how long it will take to encounter such an opportunity, but I can't use the Divine Search Spell to record this feeling......

No, these tricks are just tools, and they can never be used as a way to ascend to the realm. If you use the Soul Search Spell, I'm afraid you won't be able to get such an opportunity at all. Perhaps, in the first place, I shouldn't have learned the Soul Search Charm, let alone relied on it too much......

He pondered for a long time, and the expression on his face changed, and finally he could only breathe a sigh of relief and turn into a long sigh of helplessness.

He moved his wrist and was about to turn around, but just as the long sword was offset, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright color out of the corner of his eye, and his body paused, and then completely froze.

Where the blade had rested, it left a slender trail that froze in the air, and it was really hard to detect if you didn't look closely.

Sword Qi Traces!

Qin Yan was stunned.

'Why...... When I used internal force to wield the sword, I couldn't perform the Imperial Weapon Technique at all, and I didn't have spiritual power, so in such a weak state, why could I still use the sword qi to leave traces?'

After being stunned for a moment, he understood. The traces left by this path are neither spiritual power nor gang qi, but sword intent!

Sword intent from the origin of the soul!

Different from the sword qi marks that he deliberately used in his heyday, this sword mark was extremely not sharp and powerful, nor did it hit the face, but just condensed there plainly, as if it blended in with the surrounding scenery, not abrupt or surprising, if it was not deliberate, it would be difficult to notice.

Qin Yan finally couldn't suppress the surging emotions in his heart, and looked up to the sky and laughed, looking like crazy.

God, is this your compensation for me, and when I am desperate, you send me a little hope at the right time, so that I can better watch a monkey show?

It's a pity, pitiful, it's a pity! I'm conceited and extraordinary, and after all, I'm just a doll in your hands, and no matter how much I struggle, I'll only be at your mercy! No matter what, since you want to watch a play, I'll give you something wonderful. Your gift, Young Master Ben has accepted it!

The knot in his chest was first resolved, and it was just the time to be happy, but he heard Liu Wanyun's cold voice sounding from the side: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny, why don't you say it and let everyone have fun together?"

Qin Yan stopped laughing, turned his face and said, "Shouldn't Young Master Ben have created such an unpredictable swordsmanship with the body of a mortal?" Miss Liu, since you have seen my mastery, why don't you still have a little reverence for me?"

"Awe?" Liu Wanyun sneered, "Piaoling, go get a bucket of hot water, I want to wake up Young Master Han!"

The next two days were spent in peace. The killers didn't come to trouble again, and Fang Qiuyao's swordsmanship was also improving day by day. He relied on his advantage of fast speed and strength, and while chasing Qin Yan's figure, he gradually summed up a set of styles that suited him, and after comprehending the way of overlapping offense and defense, and the coexistence of virtual and real, he was able to equal Qin Yan, and occasionally even had the upper hand.

Qin Yankong had a subtle swordsmanship, but his own strength was really weak, and he didn't dare to confront Fang Qiuyao head-on, so the more he fought, the more difficult it became. After all, even a magical martial art needs enough strength to support it. As the old saying goes: "If you learn a thousand catties of strength, you can dial a thousand catties in four or two." "You have to be strong enough to overcome rigidity with softness, and the difference in strength between the high-level human element and the mid-level of the earth element is too big. Moreover, he was still thinking about the realm of sword qi traces that day, and he would be distracted from time to time, even if he had the opportunity to suppress Fang Qiuyao, he didn't bother to attack, but took the opportunity to ease down and think about the mystery of swordsmanship. Therefore, in the past two days, it has been difficult for him to gain the upper hand.

Later, Qin Yan simply stopped fighting with Fang Qiuyao, and after teaching him some swordsmanship tricks and essences, he let Fang Qiuyao practice alone, and occasionally correct his fallacies, even if he fulfilled his responsibility as a master. Qin Yan himself was also happy to be idle, and he was finally able to spend more time thinking about the realm and inspiration of the sword qi traces.

However, since the day before yesterday, although he has struggled to retain the memory of that time, he has never succeeded in using the sword qi to leave traces. No matter how he tried or thought, it was useless to stand alone for an hour or two in the middle of the night, and because of his trance, he was repaired by Liu Wanyun with a silver needle.

It's just that Qin Yan is also a well-known tough guy, even if he was killed by Liu Wanyun, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word. After two or three times, Qin Yan was still the same, and Liu Wanyun had to say stupidly, "Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water", and he let him go.

Because Qin Yan was determined to be lazy, Liu Wanyun had no choice but to take over the task of feeding Fang Qiuyao. She was still able to match Fang Qiuyao at first, but after half a day, she gradually became no match for Fang Qiuyao, and the pair of silver needles that were more than a foot long became more and more stretched, and then she was completely chased by Fang Qiuyao. Fortunately, she was extremely fast, and she was still able to escape under Fang Qiuyao's sword.

As Fang Qiuyao's swordsmanship gradually deepened, his mental outlook also began to change, and he gradually had a fierce momentum that matched the mid-level cultivation of the Earth Yuan. His biggest gain is that he has self-confidence, after beating away Qin Yan and Liu Wanyun one after another, he seems to have changed a person, and his body began to show a master's bearing. Now, if Heiyan came again, he believed that he could fight it alone, and even if he was defeated in the end, it shouldn't be a problem to hold up a hundred and eighty moves.

Only Ye Piaoling is the most idle, he sits in the corner with a plate of candied snacks every day, smiling and watching the famous medical fairy being chased up and down by a wild boy, this scene can always make him appetite.