"Sister Tianhuo, I'm in the Sword Prison now. I just passed the first level, and now I'm in the second level. What's wrong?"
Jiang Li could clearly feel Tianhuo's violent emotional changes.
"Sword Prison? Sword Prison?"
Tianhuo thought about it quickly and found that this place did not seem to exist in her mind.
"Who is the person you are meeting now? Describe his appearance quickly..."
Tianhuo was very excited. She seemed a little scared, but also a little longing for her.
Seeing the strange expression on Tianhuo's face, Jiang Li quickly described the young man carrying the black bladeless ring-headed sword.
"It's him...it's him..."
Tianhuo had tears in his eyes and a smile on his face, crying and laughing, almost crazy.
Jiang Li was at a loss for a moment. He didn't know who the "he" Tianhuo mentioned was.
However, he also had some guesses of his own, but he didn't say them out.
"Tianhuo... How about I give you control of my body and you go out to meet him."
Jiang Li felt a little uncomfortable looking at Tianhuo's current appearance.
"If I could go out, I would have gone out long ago!"
Tianhuo's heart-rending roar scared Jiang Li and took several steps back.
Jiang Li turned around, and then Tianhuo began to cry heartily. The sound of crying resounded in his mind, and he only felt extremely sad.
"Tianhuo... who... is he?"
After Tianhuo finished crying, Jiang Li slowly turned around and asked seriously.
Tianhuo wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a slightly choked voice: "My former master, Thunder Emperor Sangmu."
"He...died?"
Jiang Li felt very sad inside. Being called "Emperor" was enough to show how terrifying this young man in black clothes was.
But even a person like him died, which made Jiang Li feel cold in his heart. What is the ultimate path of cultivation?
What was the journey to cross that the young man in coarse linen and sackcloth told him at the first level?
He knows nothing. There are too many unknown things in this world.
The stronger a person is, the more he can understand his own insignificance. Maybe this sentence is really not a lie.
"Died... He died after being betrayed and besieged... In that battle, the sky shattered, the planet collapsed, the sun and moon lost light, and chaos boiled... He could have survived.
Yes, but after he killed all his opponents, someone more powerful than him took action, and those black hands covered the sky with one hand!"
"If Sangmu was in his prime state, even though his strength was not as strong as that man, he would not be unable to escape. However, he was seriously injured and could not recover. After receiving the blow from the black hand, his soul returned to the netherworld... His body can be recovered at any time.
They may all fall apart..."
"But in the end, he killed the four holy palaces of the human race and took the Suzaku Stone, so he could save me."
"He left a way out for me, but he himself died in despair... There are no more mulberry trees in the world. At that time, he was not even a hundred years old..."
When it came to the emotional part, Tianhuo's tears couldn't stop falling again.
Jiang Li felt moved and extremely sad.
How many people in the past and present have become emperors before they are a hundred years old?
But such an amazing and talented person could only end sadly.
The few words Tianhuo said may seem simple, but how much thrilling are they actually?
The world is big and people are small.
Jiang Li now is just crawling like a turtle in a small well.
"Tianhuo...if...I mean if, I really have the opportunity to embark on that so-called crossing road, I will definitely find those black hands for your master and avenge him!"
Jiang Li's tone was a little childish, but his words were full of determination.
"I'm very touched that you can say that, but this is my cause and effect, not yours!"
"If you really have the chance to embark on the road of struggle, I don't need you to avenge me, because the owner of those black hands is definitely one of the overlords on the road of struggle."
"You can't imagine how powerful he is."
"At that time, Sang Mu could be considered to be the most powerful person in the world. He had almost no opponents. He even had the opportunity to dominate for eternity."
"But, he is dead."
"I don't need you to do such dangerous things for me. Live well. The further back you go, the more cruel you will see in this world."
"The higher you stand, the more you will understand what a huge luxury it is to live."
"Go out and pass the test of this Sword Saint Tower. Your shadow will remain here and you will become the tester for the next generation of people who step into the Sword Saint Tower."
The figure of Sky Fire slowly disappeared, and she continued to fall into a deep sleep.
She obviously knew very well that the mulberry wood in the Sword Saint Tower was just a mark of battle without personal consciousness.
"I can definitely do it!"
Although Tianhuo advised him not to take Sangmu's hatred to heart, how could he really not take it to heart?
Tianhuo helped him start the path of spiritual practice, which was to give him a peach. How could he not repay him with a peach?
Without further words, his mental power returned to the sea of consciousness.
Jiang Li took a closer look at Sang Mu. This man was a peerless genius who became emperor before he was a hundred years old.
The first level is the ultimate sword-drawing technique, so what will be tested in the second level?
It turns out that this place is not the Sword Prison, but the Sword Saint Tower.
"Thunder God cuts with one strike!"
The second level did not limit spiritual energy and mental power, so Jiang Li directly exploded with martial arts and slashed at Sangmu.
The young man in black clothes did not move in a hurry, but when the terrifying light of the sword came behind him, he slashed out with a sword at will, which turned out to be exactly the same as Jiang Li's martial arts.
The two sword lights collided, but Jiang Li's sword light was easily defeated, and then Sang Mu's sword light shot out at will, instantly penetrated his body.
After being resurrected again, Jiang Li fell into silence again.
After a long time, he finally figured out that this second level was testing his martial arts.
In order to verify his idea, Jiang Li once again launched a group attack "Thousand Feathers Raikiri!"
Thunder exploded and lightning flashed.
Thousands of thunder feathers float in the sky.
Then Jiang Li's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a series of thunder feathers wrapped the mulberry wood together.
Then, Lei Yu quickly merged into one, turning into a series of terrifying sword lights, cutting the mulberry wood from six aspects.
Poof!
Jiang Li saw with his own eyes that the mulberry wood was cut by the sword light transformed by Lei Yu.
But the next second, he was horrified.
Because he saw patches of thunder feathers appearing in front of his eyes.
Pieces of thunder feathers transformed into knives, instantly cutting him into twelve pieces.
This was a very horrific death experience.
After a long time, Jiang Li came back to life. He was speechless and did not move for a long time. This feeling of being cut made him shiver when he recalled it.
"When did he avoid my Raikiri? Also, when his Raikiri was activated, why didn't it move forward at all?"
"It's obviously my martial arts, why can he use it better than me?"
Questions came to mind one after another, and Jiang Li knew that this second level would never be easier than the first level.
Now he finally understood why the boy in coarse linen clothes said that if he could use spiritual energy and mental power, it would be more difficult for him to pass the first level.
[Author's digression]: This book has six Tongsheng friends, congratulations to you~ I also leave a special souvenir here, hehe~