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A stream of sword qi was just like a white sword, with a palm full of the intent of death, like a demon god descending to this world.

Two different types of energies collided, causing ripples of microwave ripples in the air.

Qin Rufeng did not stop when the sword energy was released. Instead, he urged the mystical Qi in his body to circulate the Illusory Shadowing Art.

His left hand was wielding the Nine Divine Palace Sword Technique, and the tip of the sword was right in the direction that the Sword Qi was flying in.

Qin Rufeng's body followed the sword aura as it rapidly flew towards Black Square.

However, the black general no longer had the strength he had before.

Qin Rufeng, who had a slow reaction to the black general, was directly struck to pieces by her palm wind, which was filled with the intent of death.

Following that, Qin Rufeng's sword passed through the shattered palm and stabbed into his heart.

In that instant, the clouds and the wind changed. The clouds that originally had a tinge of blood quickly condensed together, turning the entire ground a blood-red color.

The white general, along with the hundreds of thousands of soldiers under his command, were like blood in their white robes under the extremely intense light.

The white-clothed high-ranking officer looked at the sword in Qin Rufeng's hand.

Tears continuously flowed out from his eyes as the balance of victory was finally tilted to where I was.

God's prophecy was correct. Ten thousand years, we have waited for ten thousand years for you.

Following that, all of the generals in white and the soldiers in white half knelt on the ground. As for the black general, the moment he died, he too kneeled on the ground.

Qin Rufeng looked at the black square soldier under him and the white clothed soldier kneeling on the ground in front of him.

Then, he recalled what happened to him in the Bai Clan.

The whole memory came back to him like a movie.

"Yes." "Die."

Qin Rufeng silently uttered these two words from his mouth.

All of a sudden, Qin Rufeng seemed to have understood something. He brandished the Nine Divine Palace Sword in his hand, making it so that not even the wind could pass through it.

Before him, a wall of sword Qis that was impenetrable by the wind had formed.

Among these sword energies, if one were to carefully sense them, they would discover that these sword energies were not the same as the ones emitted by Qin Rufeng.

Usually, Qin Rufeng would only emit a pure and sharp sword qi with that murderous aura.

However, right now, the sword energy that Qin Rufeng had released from the Nine Divine Palace Sword Technique was not only sharp and chilling, but it also contained the profound meaning of life and death.

One sword qi after another was sent out by Qin Rufeng. You would discover that before Qin Feng could release a stream of sword Qi, a white-clothed soldier and a black-clothed soldier would disappear from sight below at the same time.

It was as if they had never existed in this world.

There was not a single trace left behind, and the soldiers around them had never known that they had appeared. They hadn't even noticed their disappearance.

Following the sword qi created by Qin Rufeng, the number of people below continued to decrease.

Qin Rufeng's sword aura gradually condensed into reality. As time passed, the profound mysteries of life and death above it grew and the people below disappeared, becoming clearer and more visible.

At this moment, Qin Rufeng seemed to have fallen into an extremely mysterious realm.

It was different from his usual epiphany.

However, with his current cultivation level, he still had a long way to go before he could comprehend the most fundamental laws of this world.

However, time was not a hundred percent sure outcome. Wasn't the current Qin Rufeng just the perfect proof?

Every time he pushed out the sword Qis, they would cause the next one to appear. He did not know how much time had passed, nor did he know how many times he had sent out his own sword Qis.

He only knew that he was in the process of constantly swinging the Nine Divine Palace Yuan Sword and releasing the sword aura.

He felt a deep sense of comfort, as if a seed had been planted in his mind and was now sprouting and bearing fruit.

Now, all the people below had disappeared. There wasn't even a trace of life in the empty field.

However, on the other side of this empty space, although there was nothing, the ground was filled with an exuberant life force.

It was certain that in the near future this breath would be able to reproduce the creature and restore him to prosperity.

Qin Rufeng released the last stream of sword Qi.

The entire large project seemed to have been completed in an instant. All of the sword Qis he waved around instantly condensed into a substantial Nine Divine Palace Sword Technique in midair, and the black and white colors on it constantly alternated and flashed.

Qin Rufeng looked at the Nine Divine Sword Technique floating in the air, sticking to the sword in his hand.

As expected, something unexpected happened.

The substantial Xuan-Yuan Sword was fused into the sword as if it was the soul of the Nine Divine Palace Sword in Qin Rufeng's hand, without any hindrance at all.

In an instant, the originally spiritual-like Nine Divine Palace Sword, after being infused with the substantial Nine Divine Palace Sword, abruptly burst out with a burst of intense light above the sword.

Soon after, when the light disappeared, waves of soul-piercing sword hums rang out.

Qin Rufeng's eyes were bright as he looked at his Nine Divine Sword. He knew that he had inadvertently restored his Nine Divine Sword to its original appearance.

Qin Rufeng raised his head to look at the sky, then lowered his head to look at the disappearing million soldiers.

His heart was filled with mixed feelings as he rushed to the town of Holy Nore at the very beginning.

The place where he had seen his Qin family had become a scene.

He then entered the illusion.

It was only then that Qin Rufeng realized that his own disciple was the fifth component of the ancient Xuan wasteland, the lost battlefield.

The moment he entered this space, he felt that the bright red color in the sky was actually extremely similar to the bright red color in the ancient Xuan Wasteland.

Those soldiers just now should have been left behind by the Profound Truths of Life and Death by Hierarch Xuanyuan.

The Nine Divine Palace Sword should have suffered a heavy injury after the death of the Xuanyuan Emperor and was placed within the Ancient Profound Desolate Lands to recuperate.

However, because of the fifth part of the ancient Xuan Wasteland's lost battlefield, it was separated from the main body of the ancient Xuan Wasteland.

This was why the Vajra Xuanyuan Sword had not been nourished by the mysteries of his body up till now, let alone returning to its peak state.

And now, Qin Rufeng had somehow entered this lost battlefield.

He had also, out of nowhere, absorbed the profound mysteries of life and death left behind by Emperor Xuanyuan.