Yang Qi chose to act alone. With his life-saving skills, he could survive even if he was besieged by a team from a cultivation world. It would be dangerous if he was besieged by several strong men like Wang Yu. However, Wang Yu, an eight-star martial arts master in the late stage, was the only one who entered this forbidden area, so Yang Qi was not worried about his own danger.
Whoosh~
Flying through the mountains and forests, Yang Qi took out three talismans. Although he had obtained three talismans before, he did not have time to fuse them together. It was not until now that he was acting alone that Yang Qi had time to take out the three talismans.
Wow~
Yang Qi moved his hands, and the three talismans were arranged in order. Under the movement of the Yuanli, they came together. The next moment, the lines on the three talismans flowed, and the three talismans instantly merged together, turning into a complete talisman.
"This is… "
Yang Qi's eyes fell on the talisman. Looking at the fused characters, his face condensed and he said in a deep voice, "Yu!"
After the three talismans merged into one, the words on them became visible, which was the word "Yu".
"According to what the Bodhi tree said, this talisman should have been left by that peerless powerful person. Could it be that the peerless powerful person's name is Yu?" Yang Qi muttered to himself as he looked at the talisman in the air.
As for that peerless strong man, Bodhi Tree never mentioned his name. Yang Qi only knew that the opportunity left by that peerless strong man could allow a Martial King to break through to the Martial Emperor level, and could also trap a Martial Emperor level strongman for hundreds of thousands of years. He roughly guessed that the other party's strength was above the high-level Martial Emperor level.
"Can this talisman make it easier for me to reach the Martial King realm?"
Yang Qi looked at the ordinary talisman and raised his brows slightly. According to Bodhi Tree, this talisman would give him a better chance of reaching the Martial King realm.
However, after the three talismans were fused, he still could not see anything special about them, let alone helping him to reach the Martial King realm.
"This is… "
After putting away the talisman, Yang Qi's mind rushed towards it and he immediately felt that there was a strange energy contained in the talisman. This strange energy was surprisingly similar to the energy contained in the Source Realm Pearl, but there were some differences.
Yang Qi felt the strange energy and thought to himself, "What on earth is this? What is the similar aura that Bodhi Tree mentioned, and what is the strange energy contained in the Source Realm Pearl?"
It is obvious that whether it is the strange energy within the talisman, the same kind of aura mentioned by the Bodhi tree, or the strange energy contained in the Source Realm Pearl, there is some connection between the three.
Unfortunately, Yang Qi’s vision is limited, and he cannot see the origin of any of them, let alone the connection between the three!
It stands to reason that such treasures should be left in the memory of Emperor Haoyang, but Yang Qi has no such memory. Either Emperor Haoyang does not know the origin of these things, or these treasures are beyond the level of Wu Zun Realm in Emperor Haoyang's eyes and are beyond the reach of Yang Qi, so there is no relevant memory of inheritance in the memory of Wu Zun Realm.
"Um?"
At this moment, Yang Qi's expression suddenly changed, and the strange energy that he perceived in his mind actually rushed towards him rapidly.
"not good!"
Yang Qi's face changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to retract his mind, but the speed of that strange energy was too fast and it merged into his mind in an instant.
Boom!
As that strange energy merged into him, Yang Qi felt as if something had exploded deep in his consciousness. He felt as if struck by lightning and was frozen in place.
Buzz~Buzz~
At the same time, strange waves flowed around Yang Qi's body, and the sword intent in his body kept changing and condensing, constantly rising.
Deep in Yang Qi's consciousness, several figures kept flashing, and each figure was condensed with different sword intents. There were extremely domineering sword intents, extremely tenacious defensive sword intents, sharp sword intents that merged with each other, and there were also strange dual sword intents that were clearly distinguished.
These figures kept flashing, kept getting closer, and finally slowly merged into one.
…
"Damn it, I didn't find any treasures."
In the forest, a figure flew past, cursing under his breath.
It has been some time since he entered the forest, but after searching all the way, he has not found any opportunities or treasures, which is disappointing.
"This is… "
At this moment, the man suddenly felt a strange wave coming from not far away, and the next moment his figure immediately flew towards the location where the strange wave came from.
"Epiphany?"
In a flash, the man had arrived at the location where the strange fluctuations came from. He saw a figure standing there in the forest, as if he was sleeping. However, the man's constantly increasing sword intent told him that the practitioner in front of him was in a state of enlightenment.
"This sword intent..."
A flash of horror flashed in the man's eyes, and he looked at the green-shirted figure in disbelief. The sword intent on the figure's body was only one step away from perfection!
How could a cultivator who had practiced for less than two hundred years possess such a powerful sword intent? This was a sword intent close to perfection!
Although the practitioners who entered the secret realm were basically all at the state of great success in artistic conception, and even some Tianjiao's realm was much higher than that of great success in artistic conception, they were still far from the perfection of sword intent. Although there was only one realm difference between great success in artistic conception and perfection in artistic conception, the gap between them was extremely huge. Many high-level martial masters spent their entire lives and could not comprehend the artistic conception of the perfect level.
The green-shirted man in front of him unintentionally released sword intent, which was only one step away from perfection. As long as he took this step, he would reach the perfect level of artistic conception and be qualified to impact the Martial King realm!
Such a terrifying realm of swordsmanship, even in those cultivation worlds with Martial Emperors in charge, geniuses like Wei Ming have never reached this level.
“He seems to be a cultivator from Zichen Continent. He is only at the early stage of Eight-Star Martial Master but has such a terrifying sword realm. I’m afraid he has a lot of treasures on him. Should I…” The man looked at Yang Qi not far away and thought quickly in his heart.
Yang Qi was in the process of enlightenment at this moment, which was undoubtedly the best time to take action. If it were normal times, with his cultivation level of a mid-stage eight-star martial master, he might not be able to kill Yang Qi quickly!
"Fortune and honor are achieved through risk!" The man's eyes focused, and he had already made a decision in his heart.
Buzz~
At this moment, the green-shirted figure not far away suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely terrifying sword intent burst out from him. The next moment, the man's eyes fell on the man.
Gurgle~
The man swallowed subconsciously when Yang Qi's eyes swept over him. Even though Yang Qi's eyes did not have any killing intent, he still felt like a thorn in his back. He was sure that as long as he made a move, he would fall in the next moment! (To be continued)