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

Terrifying killing intent filled the huge Jiangling Prefecture.

The heroic woman, Sword God Su Muzhe, stood on her sword. Her eyes were like iron, and her killing intent was awe-inspiring.

She seemed to be unsatisfied with defeating the peachwood sword.

The old Daoist's unconvinced and angry gaze made her extremely furious. He pointed his sword at her husband, yet he still dared to be unconvinced?!

The sleeves of the female Sword God's clothes fluttered as she suddenly pressed her palms down.

Countless swords actually formed an incomparably huge sword palm in the sky above Jiangling Prefecture.

That palm slammed down with a bang, and countless sword qi astral winds whistled down.

The Celestial Master Residence's Venerable Daoist Li Qingchuan's expression changed slightly.

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