Li Hongtian

Just now, a female sword immortal flew past you on her sword, and you looked up. You caught a glimpse of the female sword immortal from a hundred years ago who slew a demon dragon in the Boundless Eastern Sea. She was at the pinnacle of her power in the mortal realm, and you felt something in your heart, condensing the essence of time into the technique of "Dragon Slayer."
Just now, an old beggar passed by you, and you glanced at him. You caught a glimpse of the old beggar from three hundred years ago who knocked on the tightly closed gates of heaven with his dog-beating stick, laughing at the immortals in the sky. You condensed the essence of time into the technique of "God Beater."
Just now, a scholar asked you for a sip of wine, and you squinted at him. You observed the scholar from five hundred years ago who studied the sword by lamplight at night, dressed in white. On the battlefield at the border, he decapitated countless members of the enemy race, his aura engulfing the vast land like a ferocious beast. You condensed the essence of time into the technique of "Enduring Spirit."
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An Le traveled through time to this chaotic world, where life was fragile and worthless.
Fortunately, An Le could see the past experiences of others, whether glorious, sorrowful, or helpless, and then condense them into the essence of time to make himself stronger.
As a young practitioner, he cultivated his spirit and accumulated the essence of time.
With a calm and peaceful heart, he quietly knocked on the door of cultivation, peacefully becoming a sage.

Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

A sword light rose from the ground, just like a great roc rising into the sky, sweeping away the spring rain and sunset clouds. Under the sunlight that poured down from behind, it was like a rapid electric light.

It was incomparably resplendent and dazzling, and the dazzling sword qi gradually became mesmerizing.

At the foot of the mountain, countless people looked at the sword light that soared into the sky in shock. Their hearts were pounding heavily.

The young man held the sword. Although he was not riding the sword like a peerless Sword Immortal, when he held the dark green sword, the sword qi poured out like a meteor that tore through the night sky. It carried the young man, swayed past the tail of the light, and pierced into the clouds. It also had a different dazzling temperament.

Someone said in shock. Then, doubts filled his heart like a waterfall.

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