Inside the main hall, a fist-sized Sword Pellet circled in midair, flashing white and giving off piercing whistles.
Jiang Yi stood where he was and glanced at Qiao Yu.
After many days in seclusion, Metal Qi suffused the girl in blue, making her considerable progress in cultivation plain to see. A condensed speck of vermilion was faintly visible between her brows, like a floral ornament. Jiang Yi smiled.
"My Divine Fire Clone has only achieved a little success. It falls far short of your Sword Qi Thunderclap, Sword Child Qiao."
Qiao Yu beamed, thinking, Young Lord Jiang really does know how to say pleasant things.
With her hands behind her back, she leaned forward slightly, curiosity shining in her bright eyes.
"Gathering the Six Harmonies Great Medicine and condensing Supreme True Xi is truly an extraordinary achievement.
"Your Law Power must be dozens of times that of cultivators at the same realm, perhaps even more than a hundred times."
Jiang Yi smiled without answering, then walked slowly out of the main hall, his broad sleeves swaying.
With a stir of his Divine Sense, he released the True Swallow from the crown of his head. The surrounding world seemed to be suffused with its influence. Five colors revolved, light brightened and dimmed, and a vast, majestic force surged like rivers and seas overflowing.
"Above the first grade, with no further advancement possible-that is what is called supreme."
Wonder rippled through Qiao Yu's eyes. Even in the Sword-Discussing Pavilion of a hundred and twenty thousand years ago, such a cultivation achievement would have been peerless in the world.
After entering the twelfth level of Qi Refining, Jiang Yi had consolidated his cultivation at thirty-seven percent through contemplating fire techniques, thoroughly subduing that True Dragon Baleful Intent. He stood quietly in the forecourt,