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

The furnace that had forged countless swords was naturally extraordinary. According to the grade, it could be considered a third-grade treasure.

Although it was not a real Dharma treasure, too many swords had been born in this sword furnace. As the number one swordsmith in the Sword Pool Lake, Wang Yansheng's status was noble, and his qualifications were incomparable to ordinary swordsmiths. Therefore, his sword furnace could be said to be the sword furnace with the most swords.

But now, the furnace exploded. The sword qi and spirit contained in every sword that was produced were no longer restricted at this moment. They swept and whistled, causing a violent wind to blow in the Sword Forging Workshop!

As the sword embryo, which seemed to be still flowing with liquid on the surface, was burned red, it moved out of the furnace and landed under the huge hammer that An Le tightened his muscles and raised.

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