Cultivating To Immortality

The terrain from the Hidden Dragon Cloud Cave to the central area was not complicated.

After passing through a small canyon, Song Yan managed to step into the Restriction just as he was on the verge of being eliminated.

"Phew—"

That was close.

Looking at the token in his hand, with only a tiny bit of Spiritual Qi light remaining, Song Yan felt a lingering fear.

Almost eliminated early, that would have been a huge loss.

Once back inside the Restriction, the Spiritual Qi in the Spirit Mark would slowly recover.

However, almost half of the Sword-Wiping Tournament time had already passed, and his Spirit Mark was still only at the 5th Level.

He needed to speed up.

"Just right..."

Song Yan rehung the token on his waist.

There were three Cultivators on the cliff in front of him.

His Divine Sense, far surpassing that of ordinary people, had already gathered all relevant information about the three: their current positions, possible movements, and their strength.

"One Level 8 Qi Refining, two Qi Refining Stage Seventh Level."

Actually, Song Yan still had doubts about his own strength assessment.

After all, he had not encountered many opponents of the same Realm who possessed true strength.

It was impossible to make a reasonable judgment.

He estimated that he was probably not much different from a typical Level 9 Qi Refining.

With his full power, overturning these three nobodies in front of him should not be a problem.

After all... a large number of people did not necessarily mean perfect coordination or tacit understanding in counter-moves.

Under an extremely sharp sword offensive, one-against-many could often be broken down into countless one-on-one encounters.

And because Song Yan had never stopped the operation of Lingyun Intent, his Qi Refining Stage Seventh Level strength was also seen by the three opponents.

"This person..."

The Cultivator surnamed Guo inexplicably felt that this person looked familiar.

But now was not a good time to recall; the other two Cultivators glanced sideways at their leader.

The moment Song Yan stepped out of the Restriction, the Cultivator surnamed Guo’s fingertip moved slightly.

Immediately.

Three long-prepared spiritual lights burst forth from three different angles, striking!

A sharp blade of wind Dao Technique from the left, a fire crow of fire Dao Technique from the right, and from directly in front, a loess Flying Sword broke through the air.

The combined attack of the three instantly sealed off all evasion angles.

What was completely unexpected was that Song Yan did not immediately flee; instead, he asked a question.

"Fellow Daoists..."

"How many numbers are recorded on your Spirit Mark jade tokens?"

"?"

The three felt a bit inexplicable.

But very quickly, they noticed something was wrong.

Song Yan’s Daoist robe sleeves billowed without wind, and two vast green Sword Qi surged out from his sleeves.

At the same time, eighteen white sword shadows from the sword box behind him poured out like a cascading waterfall.

The yellow Flying Sword, coming head-on, collided with the sword shadows, its spiritual light suddenly stagnated, and then a Spiritual Qi turbulence exploded.

Its flight trajectory began to become unstable.

"!?" The Cultivator surnamed Guo’s pupils constricted.

When he saw this divided sword light, he knew why he felt familiar but couldn’t remember.

Because the information about this person was heard from his Junior Sister.

"Dark green sword box, sword light division, green Sword Qi..."

This person... seems to be Song Yan!

The Cultivator surnamed Guo already knew who they had encountered, but the other two Qi Refining Stage Seventh Level Cultivators were completely confused.

Two green Sword Qi, one on the left and one on the right, easily dispersed the two Dao Technique.

How strange.

This person’s Qi Refining Stage Seventh Level cultivation remained unchanged even at this moment.

He did not hide his Realm, but why did he possess such power when wielding Sword Qi?

It made no sense.

Having no time to explain anything to the two, the Cultivator surnamed Guo quickly changed his incantation.

His jade pendant at his waist suddenly burst with dazzling golden light, forming three turtle-shell-shaped spiritual shields in front of him.

He shouted loudly, "Flee!"

This idea was his; he wanted to try to buy some time for the two young people to leave first.

He was a man of principle.

But... flee?

The two were stunned after hearing that.

Song Yan laughed after hearing that.

The two thought to themselves, even if this person had some tricks, he was still only Qi Refining Stage Seventh Level; how could he possibly... they turned their heads back, only to find that the Disciple of Wipe Sword Peak had already disappeared from his original spot.

"?!"

In a breath, the white Daoist robe appeared behind the person on the left like a ghost, rustling.

"A-Long!"

Too late.

Song Yan held nothing back, the Sword Qi in his sleeve erupted, shattering his protective Spiritual Qi.

"Uh..."

The other Qi Refining Stage Seventh Level Cultivator on the other side seemed to have a faint premonition.

Six white sword shadows had already swiftly circulated, arriving beside him.

Sharpness surged.

Hiss.

Almost simultaneously, the Spirit Mark jade tokens at their waists were cut off.

Song Yan beckoned, "Come."

Both jade tokens fell into his palm, and then two spiritual lights slowly drew out from them, merging into his own jade token.

The number on it changed.

"Eighteen."

Until enveloped by the white light of transmission, the person on the right still maintained a dazed, hand-seal-forming posture.

He seemed to find it hard to accept that he had already been eliminated.

And seeing that both Junior Brothers had already been transmitted away, the Cultivator surnamed Guo immediately stopped showing off, frantically urging his entire body’s Spiritual Qi to resist the invasion of the surrounding Sword Qi.

Then he took out an ordinary escape talisman, intending to flee this place first.

But Song Yan had no intention of letting him go.

Eighteen sword shadows emerged, and Sleeve Green Snake was also frantically urged.

Green Sword Qi swept towards this person like a storm.

However, the Cultivator surnamed Guo still had three turtle-shell-shaped spiritual shields protecting him, and the chaotic sword shadows were difficult to break through in a short time.

The opponent used all his might for defense; if the standoff continued, he might really get away.

Song Yan brought his sword fingers together, no longer hesitating, the Sword Qi from Zhen Dao Sword Mansion almost poured out completely.

On the white sword shadows, the sound of wind and thunder hummed, and twelve of them quickly converged in the sky.

At a certain moment, Song Yan lightly uttered.

"Fall."

A beam of extremely condensed sword light flashed for an instant between heaven and earth.

Boom!!!

The three small spiritual light shields disintegrated one after another.

In the last scene the Cultivator surnamed Guo saw, it was that figure gracefully landing, his large sleeves billowing without wind.

Eighteen sword shadows were slowly returning to the sword box behind him, and his fingertip beckoned towards the Cultivator surnamed Guo.

"..."

The jade token at his waist had already flown towards him.

Spiritual light exchanged, and the record on it changed again.

"Twenty-six."

A white light flashed, and the Cultivator surnamed Guo was also transmitted away.

Now, this Flowing Cloud Cliff was utterly silent.

Only a young Cultivator remained, looking at the number on the jade token in his hand, lost in thought.

"Still too few."

Over 1,600 people participated in the Sword-Wiping Tournament, and according to Granny Qin, at least six hundred to eight hundred of them wouldn’t care about entering the Restriction area.

Their goal was to search for more valuable Spiritual Plant and Spirit Medicine on the basis of being able to survive.

Now that the event was almost halfway through, the deeper one went into the Restriction area, the more dangerous it became.

Many Cultivators who disliked fighting would voluntarily walk out of the Restriction, waiting to be transmitted out.

There were also some Cultivators who might be eliminated outside the Restriction due to encountering battles, causing their token’s spiritual light to run out, carrying a "huge" number of Spirit Marks while being eliminated outside the Restriction.

The time and prey left for him were actually not much.