limited, far fewer than with the red-green ape king.The current White-eyed Ape King not only possessed greater strength but was also exceptionally cruel. Rumor has it that before her, several demon co...At this time, within the body, a nascent infant identical to Lu Xiaoteng's main body, with a solemn expression, eight sword embryos surrounding the nascent infant in all directions. After shrinking, the seven demon-suppressing towers are also arranged in a circle around the nascent infant.

Lu Xia Tian was still one-armed, pinching a spell with one hand.

Eight sword embryos, each carrying a touch of ethereal energy, floated in the eight directions around Yuan Ying, responding to each other and forming a unified whole.

"Ha!" Yuan Ying let out a low shout, the eight sword embryos surging with power. Blasts of sword intent erupted from Lu Xia Tian's body.

Under the control of divine consciousness, eight sword embryos slowly approached each other. Meanwhile, the Nascent Soul clapped his hands around his body, sending out waves of powerful spiritual energy onto the sword embryos. Under the combined action of divine consciousness and spiritual energy, the sword embryos began to merge: eight into four, four into two, and finally two into one.

When eight sword embryos merged together, a surge of sword intent shot straight into the heavens. A vortex appeared above the Nascent Soul's head, causing celestial phenomena to stir.

The powerful and ethereal sword intent was unprecedented. Even the inner Brahma True Fire and Biqiong demonic breath trembled.

But at this moment, Yuan Ying revealed a strained expression, and Lu Xiaoxiao's main body was also sweating profusely. His face was pale, which was a sign of his magical power and divine sense being exhausted to a certain extent.

“My heart is willing, but my strength is insufficient!” After a grueling half hour of stalemate, the unified sword embryo burst apart with a deafening roar, transforming back into eight sword embryos.

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Lu Xia Tian panted heavily, but his face held a mixture of hope and regret. He hoped that during the process of the sword embryo coming together, he could feel the power of the sword core with unparalleled clarity.

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Unfortunately, with his current spiritual essence and magical power intensity, he is not powerful enough to completely control the sword embryo's fusion.

“I didn't expect that even with enough Netherworld Sword Orchid, it wouldn't be enough to forge the sword embryo. It takes more than just materials; one's own strength is what truly matters. Spiritual objects are ultimately just tools. In the end, it all comes down to oneself.” Lu Xia Tian shook his head.

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“But at the moment when that sword embryo was almost formed, its powerful aura seemed no weaker than that of the Biqiong Demon Qi.” Lu Xia Tian's mind suddenly flashed a thought. If he used this sword embryo to deal with the Biqiong Demon Qi, what would be the result

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Although Biqiong Yaoxi is a formidable late-stage demon who has cultivated for thousands of years, it is now a rootless tree without the three-headed snake demons. Although the sword embryo formed by itself in a short time is far inferior to Biqiong Yaoxi, it can regenerate continuously. Even if it can only consume a trace of Biqiong Yaoxi's power with this sword embryo, like sawing a rope and water wearing away at stone, sooner or later, it will be able to destroy the severed arm of Biqiong Yaoxi.

Upon thinking about it, Lu Xia Tian immediately began to meditate, fully recovering his magical power and spiritual energy.

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Only when his magical power and primordial spirit had fully recovered did Lu Xia Tian begin to repeat the process again.

The sword embryo fused, transforming into a sword core. Though it was merely an extremely brief process, the sword core still released a surge of powerful sword energy. Lu Xia Tian's divine sense was already extremely strained, yet he still forced himself to concentrate, guiding this sword energy towards his right arm.

At this moment, at the severed wound on his right arm, a mass of black demonic energy, precisely Biqiong Yaoxi, was constantly churning, attempting to burrow into Lu Xiaottian's internal organs. However, a blue-white spiritual fire blocked its path, releasing its fiery intent that repeatedly clashed with Biqiong Yaoxi.

A powerful wave of sword energy swept past the azure-white flames of the Brahma Lotus True Fire, striking the celestial spirit essence. The celestial spirit essence surged and engulfed the sword energy, ultimately causing it to dissipate into nothingness.

In terms of refinement, this sword embryo, which was merely a forced combination at this point, was naturally far inferior to the emerald spirit essence cultivated by the three-headed serpent demon for thousands of years. However, with Lu Xia Tian's full attention, he still found that although the sword qi had disappeared under this sword, Lu Xia Tian was extremely surprised to discover that the emerald spirit essence had also decreased slightly in order to destroy this sword qi. This slight difference, if not observed by Lu Xia Tian with all his might, would probably be difficult to detect.

With a single strike, Lu Xia Tian let out a sigh of relief. Since falling into hardship and arriving in this Hongyu Town, his nerves had been constantly tense, but now they finally relaxed.

For a whole eleven years, in the valley hundreds of miles away from Hongyu Town, a giant ox-headed puppet as big as a mountain god stood expressionless and smashed a young man with a kind face across from him with a single blow.

A young man’s mouth drew a thin line of blood, his body tumbling through the air before finally managing to stand. A bitter expression flashed across his lips. For eleven years, no matter how hard he tried, there was an unbridgeable chasm between him and the Ox-Head Giant Puppet in front of him. If not for the need for training, the opponent could have easily crushed him with a single blow.

"Senior brother is truly amazing, to have reached the ninth level of Qi Foundation so quickly. He's only one step away from forming his alchemy!" At this moment, a beautiful girl in a green dress appeared at the entrance of the valley. Her face was as pretty as jade, her skin as white as congealed lard. Her voice was sweet and melodious like a nightingale. Her long blue hair was simply tied behind her head, and she wore a lilac crown of wildflowers on top of her head. It was extremely playful.

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"My junior sister's speed isn't much slower than mine."

The young man was Xiang Hua, who had made an appointment with Lu Xia Tian. He thought to himself that this wasn't his own skill, but rather the prowess of his one-armed senior who refused to take him as a disciple. If not for the past eleven years of uninterrupted use of Chi Bamboo Pills and the advanced cultivation pills he used from the early to late Foundation Establishment stage, he wouldn't even be at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment now.

The young fish Xia Qiao before her was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she had already successfully established her foundation last year. At this rate, even within the entire royal family, it wouldn't be considered slow.

"It's so much slower. Uncle Hu is really biased. He gave you so many pills, but not me. If I had them, I should have reached the middle stage of foundation building by now." Yu Xiaqiao pouted and glanced at the Niu Shou giant puppet in the distance, saying dissatisfiedly.

“You’re the only one who would dare to call him like that.” Xiang Hua saw the Niu Shou giant puppet walk to one side of the valley and stop moving. He couldn’t help shaking his head, secretly thinking, “I envy the close relationship between Yu Xiaoqiao and Lu Xiaotiān. I’ve tried every means possible to get closer to Lu Xiaotiān, but I haven’t had a single chance.”

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"Brother, don't be discouraged, Master Hu is just cold on the outside but warm on the inside." Fish Xia Qiao comforted Xiang Hua. After eleven years, Fish Xia Qiao had long grown from a naive little girl into a graceful and pretty young woman. She also understood the ways of the world and knew that Xiang Hua had always wanted to be Master Hu's apprentice but was unsuccessful. Even she had pleaded for Xiang Hua once, but it was useless.

Xiang Hua no longer spoke. The ox-headed giant puppet remained by his side, not far away. Though it rarely made a sound in its usual state, it was undoubtedly the primordial spirit of the one-armed senior. Xiang Hua knew more clearly than anyone that between him and Lu Xia Tian, there was merely an exchange. The fact that the other party could keep their promise filled Xiang Hua with satisfaction. If not for the other party's help, he would never have reached this point.

With a deafening boom, as the two were speaking, the ox-headed giant puppet, which had been standing guard like a colossal deity, remained silent until suddenly, it collapsed like lifeless rubble.

“Oh no, Uncle Hu is in trouble!” Yu Xiaoqiao saw the change in the Ox-Head Giant Puppet and couldn’t help but be startled. She took out a black flying shuttle and signaled Xiang Hua to jump on as well.

"Wait a moment, let me put away my senior's puppet first and then speak." Xiang Hua thought for a moment, feeling that this Ox-Head Giant puppet was extraordinary in strength. If it were lost because of this, it would be too regrettable. He'd better put it away first and return it to his senior later.

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