162: The road ends when the journey is over

Another place.

A place similar to Zhou Xiuyuan's environment.

A young girl's figure, holding a wooden sword, was continuously thrusting it forward.

Above her head, illusory ancient seal characters constantly flickered with the young girl's movements.

"One thousand one hundred and ten, one thousand one hundred and eleven..."

"Wuwuwu~"

"Senior Brother, where are you? Come save me quickly..."

Yun Qingsi looked at the distant illusory figure with a face full of indignation.

As soon as she thought of apologizing to Zhou Xiuyuan, she found herself in a different place.

Her Senior Brother and Zhou Xiuyuan had both disappeared, as had her magic power and Storage Pouch.

She felt uneasy, but there was nothing she could do.

Until this illusory figure appeared and inexplicably gave her a wooden sword.

Then it became the current situation.

If she was lazy and didn't practice, this illusory figure would beat her up.

Having lost her magic power, she was naturally no match for this illusory figure.

After being beaten a few times, Yun Qingsi could only helplessly accept this reality and honestly thrust her sword out again and again.

"Damn it, just you wait until I get out of here, I'll deal with you then."

Yun Qingsi was furious in her heart, and her hands moved with increasing force, piercing through the air in front of her, as if stabbing the illusory figure.

"How much longer do I have to practice..."

After a long time, Yun Qingsi felt tired and her arms ached, but the illusory figure ignored her.

In a certain Void Realm, Shen Xuanzhao, whom Yun Qingsi had been thinking about, was being beaten black and blue by an illusory figure.

"Lesser Clear Wind Sword Art!"

Shen Xuanzhao displayed the sword art he had just learned, barely parrying, but he was not as fond of swords as Zhou Xiuyuan. However, he was much better than Yun Qingsi, having already passed the basic level.

The Lesser Clear Wind Sword Art he had barely learned at this time was naturally no match for this illusory figure.

After stabbing Shen Xuanzhao several times, the illusory figure defeated him.

The illusory figure stopped, stood with its sword, and no longer moved.

Shen Xuanzhao's face was grim, breathing heavily. After resting for a moment, he summarized his experience, hardened his resolve, and once again picked up his sword to attack... "Wind and Rain Sword Formula..."

Zhou Xiuyuan sat cross-legged, opened his eyes, grasped his sword, stood up, and charged towards the silently standing illusory figure.

This was his thirty-sixth failure.

"Kill!"

Zhou Xiuyuan displayed the sword moves of the Wind and Rain Sword Formula, continuously changing between thrusts, slashes, and chops, with his body movements and footwork following suit.

The illusory figure raised its sword to parry. Zhou Xiuyuan disassembled the Wind and Rain Sword Formula's moves, re-evolving them, each move cunning. The illusory figure responded, and the two continuously clashed. Finally, the illusory figure was defeated.

"Refreshing."

Zhou Xiuyuan did not attack again, sheathed his sword, and stood still.

This Wind and Rain Sword Formula was already the three hundred and sixtieth set of sword techniques he had learned here.

Most of these sword techniques were methods he had never seen before.

With this opportunity, Zhou Xiuyuan accepted them all, memorizing them one by one and making them his own.

"Just with these sword techniques, this trip has already been very fruitful."

Zhou Xiuyuan made slight adjustments, waiting for the illusory figure to grant him another stream of light.

However, after waiting for a long time, the illusory figure did not move.

"Hmm?"

"That's it?"

Zhou Xiuyuan looked disappointed.

As the saying goes, 'once you taste the marrow, you know the flavor.' Zhou Xiuyuan was truly unwilling to end it like this; a few more sword techniques would also be good.

The illusory figure stood still for a moment, then took the wooden sword from Zhou Xiuyuan's hand.

It nodded slightly at Zhou Xiuyuan, and its figure disappeared.

Zhou Xiuyuan looked at the vanished illusory figure and the wooden sword he had held.

He felt a sense of loss.

"Sword Sense: Excellent."

After the illusory figure disappeared, a line of ancient seal characters condensed in the Void Realm.

"This should be a test set up by the Great Snow Mountain Sword Sect."

Looking at these characters, Zhou Xiuyuan secretly guessed.

After Zhou Xiuyuan finished reading, the ancient seal characters changed:

"Follow your heart, the Dao lies at the end of the path."

A moment later, the ancient seal characters dispersed without a trace, and the Void Realm returned to silence.

"The Dao lies at the end of the path..."

"Is it the Sword Dao..."

Zhou Xiuyuan pondered.

"Could it be that I need to walk out of this void space?"

Zhou Xiuyuan looked up at the surrounding Void Realm, but in this void where there was no distinction between up, down, left, and right, how could he discern any difference.

Zhou Xiuyuan shook his head, chose a random direction, and stepped out.

"It's better to do than to think; just walk it once."

Zhou Xiuyuan withdrew his gaze, stepping on the Void Realm, and walked towards the unknown.

In the void space, Zhou Xiuyuan walked step by step, but the surrounding scenery remained the same. In this void without reference points, he couldn't even tell if he had moved position.

It was like walking in eternal solitude.

Who knows how long passed? Was it one year, two years, or five years? Or even longer?

In this void where nothing changed, Zhou Xiuyuan had long lost track of time.

"The Dao lies at the end of the path..."

In Zhou Xiuyuan's heart, there were no other thoughts left; only these four characters continuously filled his mind, supporting him to keep moving, not knowing if he was going forward or backward.

In another Void Realm.

Yun Qingsi looked dazed, picked up the wooden sword that had fallen to the ground, and looked at the illusory figure that had retreated and stood still.

"Senior Brother, if you don't come to save me soon, you'll never see your lovely, gentle, and kind Junior Sister again."

Yun Qingsi wailed in her heart, looking at the illusory figure that was moving again, she quickly raised the wooden sword in her hand, lowered her wrist, and thrust the sword tip forward sharply.

"Collapse Sword."

"One hundred three thousand two hundred twenty-one..."

Void Realm.

Shen Xuanzhao looked disheveled, his face constantly contorted with ferocity.

"Phantom Sword Art, kill!"

Shen Xuanzhao displayed his swordsmanship, clashing with the illusory figure once more... Outside the stone wall.

Zhou Liyue, sitting cross-legged, looked increasingly worried.

"Uncle Xuan, a year has passed, and they haven't come out yet. Nothing bad has happened, has it?"

"It should be fine; wait a little longer."

Mo Xuan's deep voice sounded.

Although his connection with the scale was vague, there was still vitality coming from the scale.

Hearing this, Zhou Liyue calmed her mind, and the worry on her face slightly diminished.

Qingyuan Town, at the bottom of Qingyuan Lake.

The one hundred and fifty-foot-long Black Giant Serpent, coiled up, opened its eyes at this moment.

"Ding~"

"Name: Mo Xuan;

Race: Black Water Profound Serpent;

Bloodline: Spirit Beast;

Lifespan: 126 / 1200 years (+);

Talents: Water Control, Wind Control;

Innate Divine Ability: Summon Wind and Call Rain;

Companion Magic Treasure: wind and rain pearl;

Divine Ability: Water Form: Myriad Transformations, Wind Form - Traceless, Size As Desired Transformation Divine Ability, Breath Concealment Divine Ability, Three Transformations of the Demon Body, Riding Clouds and Driving Mist, Dividing Spirit and Transforming Thought (+);

Realm: Mid Golden Core Stage (+);

clan protecting system Bound: Zhou Family, Patriarch - Zhou Licheng.

Clan Fortune Points: 144"

"It's time..."

Mo Xuan's mind stirred slightly, and his Divine Sense, at the Middle Stage of the Golden Core Realm, spread out, taking in the entire Qingyuan Town.

He sent a message to Zhou Licheng, who was handling Clan affairs.

Mo Xuan looked at the Realm column and his mind pricked.

The Clan Fortune Points rapidly decreased.

"Buzz~"

Within his body, his magic power and Physical Body began to change accordingly.

Mo Xuan closed his eyes, and Qingyuan Lake fell silent once more.

Outside the stone wall, the precious bead flew out from Zhou Liyue's body, and a black snake shadow appeared. This Divided Soul did not fall into slumber with Mo Xuan's main body.

"Dividing Spirit and Transforming Thought, with this Divine Ability, I can rest assured quite a bit."

"If an emergency arises, I can also use this wisp of Divided Soul to awaken the main body."

The snake shadow looked up, gazing into the void, and a massive black snake body appeared in the snake shadow's eyes.

A moment later, the snake shadow withdrew its gaze, re-entered the precious bead, and flew back into Zhou Liyue's body.