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

Zhao Huangting closed his eyes and felt the flames that were burning his life. He was touched.

That was the most dazzling portrait of his life.

Images of the years flashed past his eyes as he listened to the sound of the hammer that had thrown everything away without any regrets, grabbed that trace of fate, and used all its strength to forge a sword.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Zhao Huangting's heart.

Everyone was shocked, and only he was smiling.

An Le felt that his movements were numb.

Qi Blood seemed to have been frozen by the sword qi and could not circulate at all. The Connate spiritual energy in his dantian was even suppressed by the sword qi to the point of being unable to flow at all!

This sword qi was too terrifying. Just the sword qi flowing out of the sword embryo was difficult for him to resist!

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