Green Lotus Sword Art, Sword Light Flying Wings

When Li Yi next saw his Main Body, he noticed it had changed again—its aura had grown even more frigid and ruthless, utterly devoid of any emotion. Now it considered only whether something was worth doing; if it deemed something unworthy, even if Li Yi pleaded aloud, it would pay no heed.

A pair of cold, silver eyes—after the Main Body successfully condensed the Will Sarira—had formally grown into a unique divine ability of the Main Body. It could see through falsehoods and perceive the essence of things. When infused with a massive amount of will, it could even glimpse the Rule Lines, though the strain was immense—so great that even the Main Body's terrifying will could not use it frequently.

Furthermore, after condensing the Sarira, the Main Body's computational ability had increased by tens of millions of times, surpassing even a light brain. Yet the more extensive the calculation, the more terrifying the willpower consumed.

Since the Main Body's deduction ability had grown so much, Li Yi was in no hurry to leave. He first had the Main Body deduce and refine the sword path he had comprehended over the past million-plus years.

The Main Body and Li Yi shared information; the Main Body's experience was also accessible to Li Yi. The two were both interconnected and independent.

Li Yi nodded to the Main Body, and a stream of light shot from his right eye, entering through the top of the Main Body's head. The Main Body paid Li Yi no further attention and began its own deductions.

"Azure Flood Dragon, why are you hiding back there, trembling?" Li Yi said helplessly. "From now on, call the Main Body 'Main Body Lord,' and call me 'Master.'" Knowing that the Azure Flood Dragon had been thoroughly terrified by the Main Body, he could only give the order.

The Azure Flood Dragon shuffled forward awkwardly and said respectfully, "Main Body Lord." The Main Body opened its silver-white eyes, nodded at the Azure Flood Dragon, and then ignored him.

Seeing those frigid, ruthless eyes—like an emotionless Deity looking down from on high, scrutinizing all things—the Azure Flood Dragon felt that everything about him was laid bare, every secret in his heart exposed nakedly. A chill ran through him, and he dared not face the Main Body, keeping his head low.

"Azure Flood Dragon, let's go," Li Yi said, unable to bear the sight of the dragon's cowardice, and sent him away in an instant.

Fifty years later, the Main Body transmitted the completed Sword Art back to Li Yi, along with a flight divine ability: "Sword Light Flying Wings." This had been deduced by the Main Body based on the principle of the Eight Wings on its back, likely out of concern that Li Yi's strength was too low and he might be killed carelessly.

Because their souls shared the same origin and experience, Li Yi mastered the transmitted Sword Art and the flight divine ability "Sword Light Flying Wings" in just a few years.

Since this Sword Art was mostly deduced from the information contained within the Green Lotus Ancient Sword, Li Yi simply named it the "Green Lotus Sword Art." However, because the Green Lotus Ancient Sword contained limited information, the deduced sword art only amounted to three techniques: "Lotus Born Heaven and Earth," "Immeasurable Sword Light," and "All Things One."

These three techniques each approached from a different angle: "Lotus Born Heaven and Earth" condensed Spiritual Qi into the sword to form attacks, focusing on Sword Qi manifestation; "Immeasurable Sword Light" released a vast amount of Sword Qi in an instant, emphasizing group attacks; "All Things One" achieved Unity of Man and Sword, concentrating on single-target strikes.

All three techniques reached the pinnacle of skill from different aspects. For Li Yi to break through, he would need to understand more sword techniques and comprehend Sword Intent, thereby reaching the level of the Sword Path.

Li Yi took great delight in the "Sword Light Flying Wings" divine ability. It was divided into four levels: Two Wings, Four Wings, Six Wings, and Eight Wings. At roughly the Great Completion of Six Wings, its speed could rival that of Dijiang from the Sorcerer-Emperor Era.

Most importantly, this divine ability allowed Li Yi to continuously comprehend the Sword Path while flying. Unfortunately, with his current realm, he could only form a single pair of Sword Light Wings.

Now it was time to execute the next plan, and some things had to be faced.

Ever since Li Yi had crossed over, because of Pangu's essence blood, he had felt that he might become entangled with the Witch Clan in the future, or perhaps share an unbreakable bond. Moreover, to forge the Immortal Mo Body, after the Heaven-Opening, he had devoured the high-concentration essence blood refined from Pangu's arm. It could be said that the Pangu bloodline within Li Yi's body was even purer than that of the Witch Clan.

Sure enough, after the Heavenly Dao manifested, the Main Body's Mo Body sensed a faint connection deep within the Primordial Continent, as if twelve wills were summoning the bloodline to return to its origin.

But previously, Li Yi had either been tempering his clones or comprehending the Sword Path, while the Main Body was at a critical juncture in condensing the Will Sarira, so he could only suppress this urge.

Now was the time. Li Yi would not avoid contact with the Witch Clan just because they were destined to decline in the future. Some things were unavoidable. Birds of a feather flock together; those of the same bloodline, transformed from Pangu's blood, were of the same clan and kind.

Besides, no one in the Primordial Continent could yet threaten the Main Body. So even if he returned to the Witch Clan, Li Yi had nothing to fear. If he planned well, the Witch Clan might not necessarily decline.

Li Yi appeared at the place where the Main Body sat cross-legged. He nodded, and the two understood each other without words. The Main Body went to the cliff's edge, and with a whoosh, turned into a streak of flowing light flying toward the Witch Clan's territory. From now on, it seemed the Witch Clan would no longer have Twelve Ancestral Witches, but Thirteen.

"Azure Flood Dragon, come here," Li Yi sent a telepathic message to the Azure Flood Dragon, who was dozing by the lotus pond.

The Azure Flood Dragon, who had been dreaming of disciplining his underlings and exuding kingly aura, jolted awake. "Master, coming!" he called from afar.

"Azure Flood Dragon, your master is going to the Primordial Continent to temper his Sword Path and seek a breakthrough," Li Yi said while stroking the dragon. "My Green Lotus Clone is still too weak to protect you, so you'll stay on Penglai Island and cultivate."

The Azure Flood Dragon panicked: "Master, I can go with you! I'm not afraid."

Li Yi felt a touch of warmth in his heart. "Nonsense. You've been half a step from Mystic Immortal for over a hundred thousand years. Cultivate well on the island. If you haven't broken through to Mystic Immortal by the time I return, I'll punish you by making you fill the Sea Eye."

The Azure Flood Dragon didn't care about the punishment, but he hesitated and asked, "Master... will you take a new mount in the Primordial Continent?" He looked at Li Yi with worry.

So that was what this fool had been fretting about—someone stealing his position as mount.

"Alright, alright. I won't take a new mount," Li Yi said, finding it amusing.

He made a few Hand Seals toward the sky, fully sealed the formation, and then flew toward the Primordial Continent.