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  At this time, Lie Teng was able to conjure up ten illusory swords, which shocked Yan Yun Long extremely, but Yan Yun Long was also a person with great depth and did not show any surprise. However, his heart had already been stirred up by a stormy sea. In just three short months, from one illusory sword to ten illusory swords, this speed would probably cause a significant stir if it were to spread to the Qingxu Sword Sect.

  Looking at the palace-dressed woman, Lie Teng suppressed the idea of fighting her in his heart. In these three months, Lie Teng's combat skills had already reached a state of perfection. After a moment of contemplation, Lie Teng thought to himself: "There are still three months until the planned time, it seems that I should focus on breaking through the current bottleneck of my soul power and absorb the soul fragments from the obtained tokens first."

  At this moment, Lie Teng's divine sense probed into the savings ring. Inside the ring were two piles of tokens, one pile with numbers not exceeding "five", while the other had varying amounts. Lie Teng began to attack the boundary and devour the soul within.

  "Huh? What is this guy doing? Is he cultivating?" Wu Dao glanced over, his eyes falling on Lie Tian who had been sitting there motionless for a month.

  "Ran to this place to cultivate? What is he thinking in his heart?" Yan Yunlong coldly glanced at Lie Teng, with an uncontrollable jealousy in his eyes. As the young leader of Qingxu Sword Sect, he felt a sense of inferiority in front of Lie Teng, who had advanced from one sword to ten swords in just three months, making Yan Yunlong extremely jealous.

  "Quickly cultivate, I hope you don't disappoint me." The red-haired man gazed at Lie Tong, thinking to himself that he had a great interest in him. Lie Tong either didn't make a move, or when he did, it was a victory every time. The red-haired man discovered that except for his battle with Wu Dao, Lie Tong had never lost before. Although there were several times where he had barely managed to kill his opponents, this was enough to confirm that Lie Tong's strength was extraordinary. This wasn't because Lie Tong intentionally chose weak opponents, after all, everyone present was at the Gathering Spirit Fourth Layer. It was precisely Lie Tong's hundred victories in a hundred battles that gave rise to the red-haired man's desire to battle him. Moreover, this desire grew stronger and stronger, until the red-haired man rarely went on stage, instead waiting for opportunities to battle Lie Tong. Before then, he would maintain his peak strength.

  When Lie Teng was about to receive the token and his own token, the soul power of the soul had already expanded greatly. The soul was filled with soul power and grew several times larger. After taking a few deep breaths, Lie Teng tried to control the explosion of soul power within his soul in order to break through, but he underestimated the difficulty of cultivating soul power. Although he absorbed a lot of soul power from the token, it was far from enough to break through.

  After the most trying, Lie Teng had to end in failure, but he had a bitter experience. The soul was not as strong as Dan Hai's, and the soul was the weakest part of the human body. Using soul power to impact the soul was unimaginable for ordinary people. Fortunately, Lie Teng had been cultivating his soul power for many years, making his soul more resilient than ordinary people. Suppressing the pain from his soul, Lie Teng's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his muscles were violently twitching. He took a deep breath and entered meditation to calm himself down.

  Lasting for a whole incense stick, the soul's constant twitching sensation made Lie Teng almost unbearable, his face was bloodless, and sweat rained down. When the soul's stinging pain disappeared, Lie Teng took a deep breath, opened his eyes, although this time ended in failure, but not without any benefits, Lie Teng felt that his soul was more resilient than before.

  After spitting out a mouthful of turbid air, Lie Teng slowly opened his eyes and looked around before his gaze fell on a certain arena. On this arena, the red-haired youth was punching through the air and striking a cultivator. His left hand held a spiritual sword that flashed across the cultivator's neck, and the youth's eyes were wide with fear, which became his final expression.

  After killing the young man, the red-haired youth slightly raised his head and looked at Lie Teng. When he saw that Lie Teng had opened his eyes, the red-haired youth revealed a smile, and his right hand pointed towards Lie Teng. For a moment, all eyes on the stone steps were looking at Lie Teng, and Lie Teng was taken aback, wondering if this person wanted to challenge him? Lie Teng hesitated for a moment, weighing his options, feeling that it wasn't the right time to fight this person, glanced at the red-haired youth, and then closed his eyes again.

  The red-haired youth, seeing this, had a stiff smile on his face. He never thought that Lie Teng would refuse his challenge in such a way. He smiled bitterly for a while, but didn't get angry, and flew back to the stone steps.

  With his eyes closed, Lie Teng's divine consciousness probed into the Mud Ball Palace where his soul was located, and after absorbing a considerable amount of residual soul fragments, he felt that his own soul had become stronger and more resilient. At this point, the power of his soul was already twice as strong as it was a month ago, all thanks to the benefits brought about by this painful attempt at breaking through. Although he failed, Lie Teng couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement - with continued cultivation like this, his soul power would undoubtedly become his strongest trump card.

  After restoring his spiritual power to its fullest, Lie Teng unhesitatingly summoned the Qing Sword and sprang into the air, agilely standing on top of the sword as he flew towards one of the arenas.

  At this time, the one fighting against Lie Tong was a young man in black clothes. After killing a cultivator, he felt that he still had the confidence to face the next opponent, but when he saw it was Lie Tong, his eyes were slightly stunned. Lie Tong's challenges over the past few months had been remembered by most cultivators, and although there were those who hoped to have a battle with Lie Tong, there were also those who feared him, especially Lie Tong's Ten Illusory Swords. Those who didn't have confidence wouldn't dare challenge Lie Tong at all.

  The young man saw Lie Tong's ten phantom swords flying out, and he didn't think much about it. Although he was wary of Lie Tong's attack, he belonged to the proud and arrogant type who would never consider compromise. Moreover, he had been expecting a battle with Lie Tong in his heart. Seeing Lie Tong launch an attack, he didn't hold back either. The true-grade spirit sword in his hand emitted a ringing sound as it scattered vortex-like green light. Three black beads appeared in his hand and were swiftly swung towards Lie Tong. After being infused with spiritual energy, the beads burst forth with a faint glow. With one swing of the young man's arm, they actually produced a thunderous sound that clashed with the ten phantom swords. At the same time, his body rapidly retreated backwards.

  When he saw the emergence of the black bead, Lie Teng's heart condensed for a moment. He had also learned from other cultivators over the past few months that this bead was called Lie Ling Zhu, the most basic attacking object in the cultivation world. However, Lie Ling Zhu was also divided into several levels, with higher levels having greater power, but at an extremely expensive price. The young man used a lower-grade one, which required ten low-grade spirit stones to exchange for one, and it could only be used once. Only the wealthy could afford such consumption.

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