Silence!
Whether they were Qingxiao Sect disciples or pilgrims, everyone was stunned to see Sword God Shen Yue gravely wounded by Li Qingqiu's single strike. For a moment, they could hardly come back to their senses.
Li Qingqiu turned and swept his sleeve. "Someone, escort the Sword God up the mountain!"
With that, he strode forward, passing Jiang Zhaoxia once more.
Jiang Zhaoxia came to his senses and turned to ask, "Eldest Senior Brother, that wasn't Myriad Swords Returning to Origin at all. It was the Supreme Sword Control Technique, right?"
Li Qingqiu stopped and glanced sideways at him, chuckling quietly. "Don't go telling anyone. The Supreme Sword Control Technique has an unknown origin. It might bring us enormous trouble."
Jiang Zhaoxia wouldn't give up. "Why can you perform the Supreme Sword Control Technique to such an extent?"
Li Qingqiu turned and walked toward the crowd ahead, leaving only a casual remark behind. "Once you reach the seventh layer, you'll be able to do it too."
The higher one advanced in the Yangyuan Realm, the greater the gap between each layer. It seemed as though one was merely increasing and accumulating Origin Energy, but in truth, subtler changes took place as well—for instance, one's control over Origin Energy.
There was another kind of power, invisible and intangible, yet undeniably real. It was something like telekinesis. Li Qingqiu had been at the seventh layer of the Yangyuan Realm for a long time. In his spare moments, he would manipulate the leaves in the woods, which was how he had achieved that effect.
He couldn't tell whether this power was a sign of one's realm or a unique ability of the Taiqing Primordial Scripture.
Perhaps this was the legendary spiritual sense.
"Seventh layer..."
Jiang Zhaoxia turned and gazed into the distance.
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