...

Li Shiyi put away the Taibai Sword.

His face turned slightly pale, and a streak of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, his cultivation in the Seven Tribulations Realm began to plummet.

Six calamities, five calamities...

Two calamities, one calamity...

Fusion, transformation into a god...

Refining the void, Nascent Soul...

Falling again and again until there is nothing more to fall, just like a mortal without any cultivation.

Li Shiyi did not show any shock or disappointment at this. Instead, he showed a calm smile.

When he drew his sword, he knew the outcome.

............

Lord Qinglong no longer looked at Qinglong trapped in the sword cage, but turned to look at Li Shiyi.

He did not fall into hysterical anger because of the change in general situation. He just sighed and asked Li Shiyi calmly and gently:

"Li Shiyi, you are extremely talented. You have practiced swords for three generations, and the Haoran Sword is in a league of its own.

With this sword strike today, you can summon the heavens and the earth, which means that your swordsmanship is close to perfection, and you only have one last step left.

Perhaps after cultivating for another thousand years, you, Li Shiyi, can try to clear the way, officially enter the realm of sword immortals, and become the first sword immortal in your human race's Tianyuan year, thereby making greater contributions in the battle between Tao and demons."

"Now, just to stop Qinglong for a moment, he has dissipated the awe-inspiring energy he has cultivated for three generations, giving up the path of the Sword Immortal, but only using one sword from the Sword Immortal. Such short-sightedness!"

"I just want to ask you something..."

"After ten thousand years of practice, is it worth it for such a short-lived moment in the pan?"

Is it worth it?

Li Shiyi thought about Lord Qinglong's question, and for some reason, he suddenly chuckled.

"If you hear the truth in the morning... you can die in the evening."

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"As for the Sword Immortal..." Li Shiyi spread his hands, looked at Lord Qinglong, and continued:

"Haha, our sword sect has many talented people, so I never worry about this problem."

From Yu Canghai to Xia Daoyun to Shaozong Lu Qingshan, which one is not a swordsman?

"Without Li Shiyi, there will be successors!"

"Besides, I'm not dead yet." Li Shiyi finally said.
Chapter completed!