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

Eunuch Tong's voice was clearly very low, but it sounded very sharp.

In the next moment, boundless mental power surged around the Heavenly Profound Palace, and figures hidden in the darkness suddenly opened their eyes.

They seemed to have been prepared for this.

Their mental power intertwined into a huge net that swept towards Hua Jiebing.

This made everyone in the Heavenly Profound Palace's mental power tremble. Many people's expressions changed slightly. At this moment, they vaguely guessed something.

Qin Lishi raised his head and looked at the Eldest Prince Zhao Shenyan behind him with pity.

In the depths of the palace at the foot of the Phoenix Mountain, the Ninth Prince with immortal blood was imprisoned. At this moment, he was going to take out the Heart Sword that Hua Jiebing had nurtured to the limit of the eighth realm…

A Sword in Her Hand Tears the Darkness, A Sword in Her Heart Slashes the Emperor! (4)