Myriad Sword Mountain Range, beneath the Sword Tomb.
It had been a full twenty years since Song Qingyu entered this place for secluded cultivation.
During that time, Song Qingyu had spent nearly ten years merely searching for her own sword intent. Only under the guidance of numerous seniors nearby did she finally comprehend the sword intent that belonged to her.
After successfully completing her sword intent and feeling that her Dao Heart no longer had any flaws, Song Qingyu did not hesitate for long before taking that step forward.
She began attempting to condense a Nascent Soul once more, wanting to witness her own Nascent Soul Great Dao within this deep valley!
As time flew by, Song Qingyu, who had been in secluded cultivation for a long time, had finally reached the last step of condensing her Nascent Soul.
At this moment, she sat quietly beneath a mountain wall, her eyes tightly shut as blue and white spiritual radiance continuously flickered across her body.
Within Song Qingyu's dantian, above her Natal Golden Core, the rough outline of a baby-sized face that resembled her by seventy or eighty percent had already appeared.
Song Qingyu continued rapidly absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Energy without pause, seeking to complete the crucial step of transforming her core into a Nascent Soul.
Just as the cross-legged Song Qingyu desperately circulated her Mana through hand seals, a cloud of black mist abruptly appeared around her and instantly enveloped her body.
The next moment, Song Qingyu, who was in seclusion forming her Nascent Soul, suddenly felt the ground beneath her vanish and fell straight into water.
Lake water rushed into her nostrils and mouth. Caught off guard, Song Qingyu choked and could not help opening her eyes.
Seeing her body still sinking, Song Qingyu's expression changed sharply. She