Before long, Jin Xiong’s corpse had become a desiccated body.

The body of the Cold Flame Sword trembled slightly, as if declaring its satisfaction.

There is a Sword Spirit within the Cold Flame Sword.

Xiao Yi had known this for a long time.

However, he could hardly communicate significantly with the Sword Spirit.

At most, he could absolutely control the Cold Flame Sword itself.

Perhaps the Sword Spirit had some secrets; or maybe the Cold Flame Sword itself had some secrets.

These were unknown to Xiao Yi, and he could not concern himself with them at the moment.

If he had the chance, he could visit the Sword Domain in the future, perhaps then he would find out.

This sword, which upon its initial forging conquered the Ten Thousand Swords of the Central Region, extinguishing all flames, what kind of brilliance does this Cold White Strange Sword bear?

Xiao Yi restrained his thoughts, taking a glance through introspection at the Blood Pill inside him.

The Blood Pill within him, the last time when he was being pursued by the Beiyin Sect Great Elder, had once been actively detonated by him.

However, it was not fully detonated.

Thinking back, after escaping the pursuit last time, more than half of the Blood Pill’s power had been consumed.

Afterwards, the Blood Pill had been resealed by himself.

And now, after absorbing Jin Xiong’s Essence Blood, the Blood Pill was gradually recovering.

Though not fully restored to its previous peak, it had recovered about 90%.

It’s no wonder that the Essence Blood of a Peak Saint Emperor Realm was truly astonishingly powerful.

Last time, being able to let the Beiyin Sect Great Elder remain helpless, supporting his escape, this Blood Pill was a significant factor.

Moreover, if it were not for the power of the Blood Pill, it was likely that even if he had escaped, the Mid-grade Spirit Veins within the Universe Ring might have been entirely exhausted.

Since this Blood Pill was now one of his means, then it would not be particularly restricted.

Admittedly, the existence of the Blood Pill had once caused him to lose himself, and even become bloodthirsty and insane.

But that was only when the Blood Pill initially manifested, and his Dao Heart was not yet stable.

If his Sword Heart were solid enough, what fear was there of these Heart Demons of the Blood Pill?

As long as his cultivation could keep up, the Blood Pill would not become a calamity.

This Blood Pill precisely could serve as one of the tests to determine whether his cultivation was progressing quickly enough.

Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

Retracting his perception and introspection, a flash of light appeared at Xiao Yi’s waist.

The Fog Demon transformed into a white mist, appearing out of thin air.

"Master," the Fog Demon called.

Xiao Yi smiled faintly and nodded.

In fact, though the Fog Demon’s appearance was fierce and terrifying,

when it spoke, its clumsiness gave it an almost silly feeling.

"I don’t know what level your current strength has reached," Xiao Yi questioned in confusion.

The Fog Demon could instantly kill Jin Xiong, who was at the Peak Saint Emperor Realm, so its strength was naturally beyond doubt.

As early as within the Wind Shattering Prison before, after the Fog Demon absorbed a lot of the terrifying Gang Wind Power there, Xiao Yi had known that its strength leaped a great distance.

After all, the spiritual intelligence of the Fog Demon was sealed within the Wind Saint Pot.

The strength or weakness of the Wind Saint Pot largely limited the strength or weakness of the Fog Demon.

The Wind Saint Pot had already reached the level of a Mid-grade Holy Artifact, even close to a High-grade Holy Artifact.

For a treasure of such level, it could still absorb those terrifying Gang Winds fully, until it could absorb no more.

One can imagine how much power the Wind Saint Pot absorbed at that time.

Naturally, the power absorbed by the Fog Demon was about the same.

According to Xiao Yi’s knowledge, Mid-grade Holy Artifacts were exceptionally rare, and most Saint Emperor Realm experts did not possess weapons of this level.

And even if they did, they could not fully utilize its power.

At least it would require a martial artist at least at the Late Stage Saint Emperor Realm to fully exert its power.

This is just the usual Mid-grade Holy Artifacts.

If the Artifact were stronger, even greater strength would be required.

Take Senior Xinghuan, for instance; in ancient times, he was known throughout the Central Region and could traverse it unimpeded, a supreme expert.

Yet his weapon was merely the Mid-grade Holy Artifact, the Star Illusion Gloves.

At this time, hearing Xiao Yi’s inquiry, the Fog Demon fell silent.

Its entire misty form began to surge violently.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

He knew this was the Fog Demon contemplating his inquiry, yet growing impatient for not having an answer.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Forget it, you needn’t think about it, pretend I never asked."

Upon hearing this, the surging of the Fog Demon subsided.

The Fog Demon’s spiritual intelligence was ultimately too low.

Questions accurately regarding cultivation and strength levels were not something it could comprehend or answer.

However, in Xiao Yi’s estimation,

the strength of the Fog Demon at this moment was definitely above the Peak Saint Emperor Realm, whether it reached the Martial Arts Great Power Level was unknown.

The Fog Demon’s strength partly came from the immense power it inherently contained,

and partly from its illusory form and ghostly, swift speed.

Lastly, was the scythe it wielded.

The current scythe was formed from the Wind Evil in the Wind Saint Pot.

This Wind Evil was originally just a Wind Evil Seed.

Later, beneath the Thousand Wind Canyon, it absorbed the power of a thousand Gang Winds, growing into a Wind Evil, transforming into a splendid, radiant entity emitting familiar winds of a thousand types.

Naturally, after absorbing sufficient power in the Wind Shattering Prison, it had grown to an astonishing level of might.

The wind attribute aura itself was sharp; let alone the Wind Evil.

This current Wind Evil Scythe, its sharpness, is no less than the Cold Flame Sword.

With these combined, it achieved the feat of instantaneously killing Jin Xiong.

"Let’s go back first." Xiao Yi glanced at the Fog Demon and said, "If you ever want to come out, just call me through the Wind Saint Pot."

"Yes, Master," the Fog Demon replied and vanished into thin air.

The Wind Saint Pot had now nearly reached the High-grade Holy Artifact stage.

It contained a large amount of Wind Attribute aura.

The Fog Demon staying in it long-term, nurtured by its aura, was far better than drifting outside.

Clang...

Xiao Yi sent out a strand of Sword Qi from his fingertips.

Cold Frost descended from the sky.

Within several hundred meters, everything was suddenly draped in ice, covered in snowflakes.

Jin Xiong’s corpse was buried within.

Seconds later, the ice and snow melted away.

And Jin Xiong’s body had already disappeared.

After doing everything, Xiao Yi’s figure flickered and left the original spot once more.

His training journey began anew.

...

In a certain place within the Golden Light Dangerous Land.

Clang...

A streak of Cold White Sword Light flashed across the air.

Before Xiao Yi, an Emperor Realm demon beast was slain under the sword.

With a wave of his large hand, Xiao Yi collected the inner core and Essence Blood, his face showing joy.

This truly was the Golden Light Dangerous Land, one of the renowned danger zones in the Central Region.

The level of demon beasts within was far beyond comparison to other danger zones.

Saint King Realm demon beasts could be seen almost everywhere; Emperor Realm demon beasts too could be encountered from time to time.

Such a dangerous land was worth Xiao Yi’s adventure.

Several hours later.

Xiao Yi had slain dozens upon nearly a hundred demon beasts.

At this moment, he was preparing to delve deeper into this dangerous land.

The Golden Light Dangerous Land was an extremely vast forest, demon beasts roamed everywhere, and the level of danger was not low.

However, just as he was about to move.

Xiao Yi raised his head to glance at the sky and furrowed his brows slightly.

"It’s night,"

The sunset in the sky slowly descended, a faint moon rose slowly from the other side.

Before coming to the Golden Light Dangerous Land, he had indeed done some rough research.

The Golden Light Dangerous Land was already fraught with peril.

But, the Golden Light Dangerous Land after nightfall was the most dangerous time. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

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