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"Ha ha!" Li Xiaonan chuckled awkwardly, as if that was an answer to Spirit Weapon.
Fei Ji lightly bit her full lips, rising slightly on her toes. Her soft voice, filled with a warm mist, drifted into Li Xiaonan's ear, "I’ll listen to you..."
As soon as Li Xiaonan brought Fei Ji into the Seven-Level Pagoda, Lingyun and Duan Yu rushed over.
In just a few months apart, both of them were covered in dust, and even their handsome faces showed signs of exhaustion, looking utterly disheveled and forlorn.
"Great! Li Xiao Brother, you're back!" Lingyun flew over quickly and gave him an enthusiastic hug, while Duan Yu stood awkwardly, hesitating to approach.
Li Xiaonan frowned slightly. Although he felt uneasy inside, he knew it wasn't the right moment to dwell on such matters.
Thus, he deliberately avoided looking at Duan Yu and instead patted Lingyun's shoulder, asking with genuine concern, "Big Brother, how have you been lately?"
Lingyun frowned deeply and shook his head sternly. "Not good! Not good! The demon race just keeps coming... If it weren't for your brother's Divine Dragon Cannon, the Underworld Demon Sea would have fallen by now."
"Big Brother, I actually came this time to resolve the issue at its root."
"At its root?" Lingyun looked at Li Xiaonan and then at Spirit Weapon with a puzzled expression.
"Yes. My father-in-law and I plan to seal the entrance."
Li Xiaonan's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that stirred up countless waves.
Duan Yu and Lingyun's eyes widened in shock as they stared intently at Li Xiaonan.
Half an hour later, all the Cultivators in the Demon Realm Underworld Sea, whether they were missing arms or legs, had gathered, their gazes fixed on the organizer, Lingyun.
"Boss Ling, do you really have a way to seal this entrance to the Demon Realm?"
Can I say that I have no way?
"Um..." Lingyun nodded heavily and continued, "I need everyone to suppress these demons..."
Meanwhile, Duan Yu and the Spirit Weapon had already plunged into the demon ranks, carving a bloody path for Li Xiaonan to seal the rift.
Li Xiaonan looked at the massive opening that continued to surge forth and couldn't help but exclaim, "It seems to be getting bigger..."
Duan Yu hurriedly jabbed at people with his brush and said, "Yeah! Senior Ling, when will you make your move? Xiao Nan and I will protect you!"
The Spirit Weapon slapped away a Ten-Winged Demon and said lightly, "Duan kid, you've got the wrong target. It's your good son who's responsible for sealing it, while I'm just here at my daughter's request to ensure this kid's safety."
"What?" Duan Yu was startled and nearly fell victim to a sneak attack from a Twelve-Winged Demon. Fortunately, Li Xiaonan's Carefree Fan appeared just in time, severing the opponent's head.
"Foster father, Father-in-law, please!" Li Xiaonan retracted the Carefree Fan and tucked it into the back of his collar.
With both hands forming seals, a gray-green light slowly emerged from his palms.
Duan Yu asked in confusion, "Senior Ling, what's Xiao Nan doing...?"
"I don't know what that thing is either. From what he said, it seems like there was a mishap during his training, and the True Essence Power turned into this form. However, its power is significantly stronger than the ordinary True Essence Power."
The Spirit Weapon glanced slightly and kicked away the demon trying to approach Li Xiaonan.
"Three days apart makes a world of difference. Xiao Nan... has grown up," Duan Yu said, lowering his eyelids to hide the envy and jealousy in his eyes.
It had only been a little over ten years since he first met the kid, and now his skills were already unfathomable.
Back then, he knew this kid was a gem, but unfortunately, the people sent from above pushed him too hard, even I...
Sigh... Living freely and unburdened like him has always been my aspiration, hasn't it?
My aunt's Heavenly Tribulation is approaching soon too. I wonder if she will pass through it safely?
While Duan Yu was lost in thought, the Spirit Weapon transformed into a blue dragon, crashing into the demons attempting to get close to Li Xiaonan.
He turned to Duan Yu and said, "Ha ha, he's not just grown! Don't feel disheartened, young man; even I, this Old Dragon, can't see through the true strength of this little guy now."
Li Xiaonan frowned slightly. He didn't hear any of the praises from his elders; all his focus was on repairing the cracks.
Throughout his cultivation journey, he had never encountered anything he couldn't comprehend—except for this Space Law Codex that Fei Ji had given him.
This Jade Eye Tablet that recorded spatial scriptures was indeed quite extraordinary.
It contained many prohibitions; perhaps it was due to insufficient cultivation or an unachieved realm. In any case, every time Li Xiaonan tried to read it, his consciousness would be repelled from the Jade Eye Tablet.
The only thing he could read was the summary of the Spatial Magic Path, along with the sections on opening and repairing rifts.
It took him nearly three months to fully comprehend these few passages.
He took a deep breath, his slender fingers moving in a blur, performing various hand seals at an imperceptible speed. There were a total of one hundred thirty-four seals, each with an indescribable peculiarity.
His fingers intertwined continuously, each hand seal seemingly containing the essence of the universe.
When Li Xiaonan finally grasped all one hundred thirty-four hand seals, he faced an even greater challenge that left him in despair.
The one hundred thirty-four hand seals had to be completed within a minute without interruption or error, nearly causing Li Xiaonan to injure himself in the process.
Several times, his hands contorted into claw-like shapes, as if he were having a seizure.
In fact, the hand seals were not the most difficult part; the most challenging aspect was the incantation.
The Jade Eye Center Method was recorded in familiar Chinese characters for Li Xiaonan, but the incantation consisted of characters that were known to it but unknown to him.
Thus, he encountered reading difficulties at first. Fortunately, Fei Ji provided simultaneous translation.
Then came the second problem: the pronunciation of the demon language was incredibly convoluted.
Initially, Li Xiaonan recorded the sounds using Chinese characters, but later stages required him to use phonetic symbols.
When he finally succeeded in reciting the incantation, Fei Ji was drawn to his peculiar characters—phonetic symbols.
The Spatial Magic Path was incredibly time-consuming and labor-intensive, and with the demon race continuously invading, Li Xiaonan no longer had the opportunity to attempt a complete integration. Thus, he could only choose to rush directly to the Demon Realm Underworld Sea.
After enduring countless hardships, he finally stood before the rift, ready to showcase the results of three months of study.
As he uttered the first syllable, his True Essence surged wildly toward his hands.
A gray-green light cast an eerie and terrifying glow on his face.
Around him, the demons began to engage in a fierce struggle. Although they did not understand what Li Xiaonan was doing, their instincts told them it was definitely not a good thing!
They leaped into the air, all flying toward Li Xiaonan. The Spirit Weapon naturally would not allow their schemes to succeed, leisurely circling around him.
In just thirty seconds, two-thirds of Li Xiaonan's True Essence had been drained away.
It was over!
At this rate, he absolutely could not hold on; at most, he could last another ten seconds!
There were still sixty-one hand seals left to perform. Was he really going to let all his efforts go to waste?
No! Absolutely not!
Damn it! Why was this Spatial Magic Path so treacherous? It consumed even more True Essence Power than the Heavenly Union Strike.
Moreover, my True Essence Power had fundamentally changed; it had merged with Mental Power and Ghost Energy. How could it be drained so easily?
What should I do? What should I do? I can't hold on any longer!
Just after that moment of self-questioning, another ten seconds passed.
"Xiao Nan, what's wrong with you?" The Spirit Weapon also noticed that Li Xiaonan was not well, but his attention was entirely focused on protecting him and could not transfer True Essence.
What should I do?
A pill? There's no time! The extraction speed is too fast!
What other options are there?
"Boss! I'm about to lose control of my cultivation. When will you release me? Or should I continue cultivating after breaking through to the Tribulation Stage?"
A voice from his clone suddenly echoed in Li Xiaonan's mind.
Haha! How could I forget about the clone?
He immediately said, "Release! Do it now! Disperse!"
As his Mental Power stirred, a vast True Essence Power surged from his Dantian, flowing into the various Meridians and finally gathering between Li Xiaonan's hands.
However, it was no longer the gray-green light; instead, it emitted a normal white light of True Essence Power.
Could it be that the Ghost Energy has been diluted?
Li Xiaonan had no time to think further; his hands moved rapidly, and he finally completed the last hand gesture, uttering the final syllable.
The dark crack seemed to be provoked by something, squeezing inward from both sides, causing the demons that were about to fly out to become somewhat deformed.
"Seven-Level Pagoda, go!" As Li Xiaonan summoned the Pagoda, he checked his body.
There was still more than half of his True Essence Power left in his Dantian.
His body neither felt exhausted nor had he broken through to the Tribulation Stage, which was the best outcome for Li Xiaonan.
He couldn't help but sigh: Thank goodness for my clone!
Soulmate! I love you so much!
"Achoo! Who's cursing me?" The Soulmate from Leisurely Clouds and Wild Cranes rubbed his nose and looked around, suddenly calculating with his fingers.
He slapped his knee excitedly, his facial muscles twitching with enthusiasm as he chuckled, "Haha! I'm coming up! Finally going up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he left Leisurely Clouds and Wild Cranes and appeared in front of a red pavilion.
Surrounded by swirling clouds and mist, a thick Celestial Aura enveloped the area, making the small characters on the plaque barely visible.
The Soulmate looked up at the three golden characters "Ascension Pavilion," and a smile crept onto his lips.
Inside the pavilion stood a table piled high with various Documents.
Soulmate walked around the pavilion and finally found a few people behind a table.
It was an old man with a hunched back, who seemed to be dozing off, his head bobbing slightly. The Three Straws stuck in his hair swayed back and forth with his movements.
“Hmm!” Soulmate cleared his throat.
The Scarecrow Old Man suddenly woke up, and the Three Straws emitted three beams of yellow light, instantly scattering the Documents in front of him.
He hurried to pick up the scattered Documents, only to find a pair of White Boots stepping on one of the pages. He immediately looked up with displeasure and said, “Oh dear! What a mess! Who is… so blind…”
A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the last few words were barely audible.
But it was just a hint; with Soulmate's keen hearing, he caught every word clearly.
“Old Straw Man, who’s blind?” Soulmate squinted his eyes, smiling innocently and naively.
The Scarecrow Old Man couldn't help but swallow hard, realizing he had messed up. He stammered, “It’s me… Old Rice has… seen the White Emperor…”
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