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

Ximen Qiuhua spat out another breath, and the zither music changed again and again, like water flowing from a high mountain, it turned into a tidal wave that surged rapidly!

Countless threads slashed down like countless sword qi.

An Le finally moved. He raised Green Mountain in his hand and sword qi appeared. He handed it forward and bamboo branches appeared from afar. As they swayed, they disturbed countless threads.

Taking a step forward, he stared at the zither music aura that stretched like a river. As An Le waved Green Mountain, righteous sword qi surged out, brilliant and imposing, firm belief, unstoppable!

The Primordial Spirit mental power in An Le's glabella was also released. When his Spirit Refinement stepped into the fourth realm, he already had an extraordinary bearing. The phantom of the sword waterfall appeared as if an invisible storm was pouring down, and the rain contained sword qi!

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