Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Li Guanqi acted as if he hadn't heard the mask spirit's pleas for mercy.

With his left hand, he used the sword to pry open the mask, and with his right hand, he clenched the mask, tearing at it with all his might.

Li Guanqi's eyelids had been torn off, and his remaining eyeballs rolled around, making him look particularly eerie.

His face twisted in a ferocious expression, Li Guanqi didn't care at all about the power boost the mask gave him.

As the mask was peeled away, his aura instantly became chaotic.

But he still went his own way.

"Stop!!"

"Don't you want to possess my power!!"

"With the power of your essence and blood, I can elevate you three realms!!!"

"If you and I join forces, who in this Immortal Realm can stand against us!!"

The ghost mask's voice revealed a sense of urgency, as it tried to quickly bewitch Li Guanqi.

At this moment, Li Guanqi's heart was burning with anger, thinking of the conflict he had with Su Xuan back then.

It was about whether he was being true to himself, whether he was still himself.

And this broken mask dared to devour his memories!!

Even memories about Ye Feng and the others!!!

This undoubtedly touched his reverse scale and taboo.

Li Guanqi had already made up his mind to kill this artifact spirit.

Without saying a word, Li Guanqi released the Power of Spiritual Pardon again!!

"Die for me!!!!!"

Boom!!!

Ten thousand red threads, like a tide, enveloped Li Guanqi's cheeks.

In an instant, the ghost mask let out a shrill scream!!

Blood flowed all over the ground beneath Li Guanqi's feet, and his robes were stained with blood.

The mask was being peeled away little by little, but the mask's flesh and blood exuded a strange power, resisting the threads of the Spiritual Pardon.

Li Guanqi's eyes flickered, and he shouted in a cold voice.

"Either die, or submit!!!"

The ghost mask spirit hesitated for only a moment, realizing that control was hopeless, it begged in a humble voice.

"I submit! Submit!! Don't kill me!"

Li Guanqi's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice.

"Alright, then don't resist anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost mask clearly hesitated.

But immediately afterwards, scorching flames enveloped it, trying to incinerate it.

"Ahhh!!! I submit! Really!!"

Li Guanqi didn't stop, the flames were still surging and burning the mask.

He didn't show any signs of weakness or exhaustion of immortal essence.

The mask's spirit became anxious and quickly retracted all its tentacles, detaching from Li Guanqi's face.

It also opened its mind's defenses, allowing Li Guanqi's Spiritual Pardon threads to pierce through the mask.

"Please, don't kill me, I submit! I submit to you!!"

Li Guanqi didn't speak, he stepped on the mask, and endless Spiritual Pardon threads erupted, ten times more than before.

Boom!!!!

Li Guanqi swallowed several more pills, and only then did the artifact spirit realize that Li Guanqi's immortal essence was almost completely exhausted.

But just as it intended to completely control Li Guanqi and launch a surprise attack.

A long sword suddenly pinned it to the ground.

And Li Guanqi didn't hesitate to control the Spiritual Pardon threads to obliterate the artifact spirit!!!

"Screech!!!"

The shrill cry, like the squeal of a rat being stepped on, was extremely terrifying.

The mask struggled violently on the ground, and the bluestone bricks on the ground were shattered.

Countless flesh and blood tentacles erupted, trying to touch Li Guanqi's body.

But how could Li Guanqi give it this chance?

The terrifying power of thunder and fire erupted, forcibly incinerating those tentacles.

A full few breaths later, the mask's spiritual light completely dissipated.

Li Guanqi collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely.

His face was a bloody mess, and he knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped onto the ground from his cheeks.

The mask lay quietly on the ground, devoid of spiritual light.

The mask's previous power was too strong, if it weren't for the lack of subsequent essence and blood to maintain it, Li Guanqi would have undoubtedly died!

From beginning to end, Li Guanqi didn't show any signs of immortal essence exhaustion.

In that situation, once Li Guanqi revealed any weakness, the other party would desperately fight him to the death.

A full half an hour passed before Li Guanqi recovered a little, swallowed healing pills and Profound Essence Pills, and his complexion improved slightly.

His current appearance was hideous, like a demon.

After a while, Li Guanqi got up and picked up the mask.

This was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying immortal artifact, bizarre and evil.

But undeniably, there was a moment just now.

Under the influence of the artifact spirit, he almost fell into that surge of power.

But the cost of devouring essence and blood also made him extremely afraid.

Holding the mask, Li Guanqi carefully examined it.

The mask's fangs and giant mouth could move, and just looking at it made one's hair stand on end.

Now that Li Guanqi had completely wiped out the artifact spirit, he felt a little relieved.

After hesitating for a moment, he still used the Power of Spiritual Pardon to check it, confirming that the mask's artifact spirit had been completely obliterated.

Li Guanqi bit his fingertip, and a drop of essence blood dripped onto the mask.

The moment the essence blood dripped down, Li Guanqi established a mental connection with the mask.

The mask slowly floated up, hovering in front of Li Guanqi.

Li Guanqi was slightly stunned, and a vast and inexplicable amount of information flooded into his mind.

Li Guanqi's eyes were a little dazed and empty, as a large amount of information flooded into his mind.

"Rakshasa Ghost Mask... Fifth... Fifth Grade?!!!!!"

Li Guanqi stood there dumbfounded, stiffly lowering his head to look at the Rakshasa Ghost Mask in his hand, swallowing hard.

Li Guanqi only felt his mouth was dry.

Counting with his fingers.

"Profound Immortal, Celestial Immortal, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Immortal... Immortal Lord!"

"This ghost mask was created by an Immortal Lord from the Nether Sect?"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he came into contact with those vast amounts of information.

Li Guanqi's mouth opened slightly, his eyes filled with shock.

"The second of the Six Paths, the Purgatory Path, the Asura Path..."

"So... the cold and evil aura I felt before was the aura of the Purgatory Path."

"And the subsequent sea of blood and blood shadows were the Asura Path of Slaughter!"

"No wonder... no wonder it could resist the power of the Spiritual Pardon before."

Li Guanqi leaned against the stone wall, looking at the mask in his hand with some disbelief.

It was hard to imagine that this mask was an immortal artifact created by an Immortal Lord, a Fifth Grade!

At this moment, Li Guanqi even suspected that this secret realm didn't belong to the Ten Lands.

This kind of secret realm was extremely precious even in the Eight Desolations.

Not only that, but Li Guanqi also discovered an extremely powerful sword technique in this mask!

"《Purgatory Asura》"

The vast amount of information just now was this Fifth Grade sword technique cultivation method.

A long time passed before Li Guanqi recovered, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"This... is really a great opportunity!"

"It's worth the heavy injuries I suffered."

Li Guanqi mobilized his divine sense to see how powerful this Fifth Grade sword technique was.

But he embarrassingly discovered that with his current strength, he could only mobilize the first sword technique incantation in the sword technique.

As the incantation of the Purgatory Asura sword technique appeared in his mind.

A full incense stick of time passed before Li Guanqi woke up from his cultivation state.

"Ghost Wail... What an overbearing sword technique!"

That's right, with just one sword move, Li Guanqi felt the extraordinariness of this sword technique...

The mental method of this sword technique secretly contained the Purgatory Path and the Asura Path of the Six Paths.

The aura of slaughter was very strong, and it was mysterious and obscure, requiring research into the two paths to enter the method!

After thinking about it, Li Guanqi didn't focus his energy on studying the sword technique.

He got up and looked at the stone door, muttering.

"I've wasted a lot of time here."