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“Clang!” “Clang!”

“Clang!”...

In just a few seconds, Qin Yi had unleashed hundreds of strikes.

“Bang!” The sword Qi shattered.

A dark beam of light appeared at the tip of the Killing Blade.

The dark beam of light instantly expanded to tens of thousands of meters, forming a dark domain.

The dark domain exuded a strong aura of death.

Within the dark domain, Qin Yi's various attributes were greatly enhanced.

Qi Yun and Hong Wanrou, also within the dark domain, felt extremely uncomfortable, and their combat power was significantly affected.

“What is this?” Qi Yun exclaimed.

Qin Yi had only just realized the true function of the Killing Blade's third form, Death Domain, through a sudden inspiration.

When Qin Yi's cultivation was insufficient, he had always condensed the Death Domain to the smallest size to attack the enemy.

Little did he know that while this method could enhance the attack in the early stages, it went against the true essence of the Death Domain.

It was only after Qin Yi's cultivation broke through that he truly unleashed the power of the Death Domain.

As the name suggests, Death Domain is a domain of death. Within its boundaries, Qin Yi's combat power is greatly increased, while the enemy's combat power is suppressed.

The full moon turned into a blood moon within the dark domain.

The Killing Blade's shadow also turned blood-red, showing signs of solidification, and its power greatly increased.

The Killing Blade in Qin Yi's hand instantly disappeared, entering his sea of consciousness.

The divine sense within the sea of consciousness frantically poured into the Killing Blade, turning it golden all over.

“Swoosh!”

The Killing Blade, leaving Qin Yi's sea of consciousness, appeared before Qin Yi's eyes.

The aura of death from the dark domain poured into the golden Killing Blade.

“Zheng!”

The Killing Blade emitted a ringing sound.

After the dark aura of death entered the Killing Blade, it remained distinct from the divine sense, without interfering with each other.

At this moment, the Killing Blade was half gold and half dark.

“Zheng!”

The Killing Blade emitted a powerful killing intent, filled with slaughter.

“Swoosh!”

The Killing Blade, with its greatly increased power, pierced into Qi Yun's sea of consciousness before he could react.

Entering Qi Yun's sea of consciousness, the Killing Blade released an aura of death, tainting Qi Yun's divine sense.

At the same time, it continuously chopped at Qi Yun's sea of consciousness!

“Shu Mountain Swordplay·Divine Sword!”

The Tai'a Sword disappeared from Qi Yun's hand and entered his sea of consciousness.

“Clang!”

The Killing Blade's attack was blocked by the Tai'a Sword.

The divine sense in Qi Yun's sea of consciousness, seeing the Tai'a Sword, was like soldiers having a commander, and they all poured into the Tai'a Sword.

The Tai'a Sword emitted bursts of golden light, the golden light forming lines, wrapped around the Killing Blade.

“Zheng!”

The Killing Blade emitted a ringing sound, the blade vibrating, shattering the golden light.

It slashed down at the Tai'a Sword.

“Clang!”

As the sword and blade collided, a continuous stream of death aura poured out from the Killing Blade, rushing into the Tai'a Sword.

“Zheng!”

The Tai'a Sword emitted a mournful cry, the golden light on the sword mingled with a dark color.

The dark aura also turned into strands of silk, wrapping around the Tai'a Sword.

The Tai'a Sword was entangled, constantly struggling, but unable to move at all.

“Clang!”

While the Tai'a Sword was trapped, the Killing Blade, like an unreasonable savage butcher, slashed fiercely at the body of the Tai'a Sword.

“Crack!”

After the Killing Blade's strike, a visible crack appeared on the Tai'a Sword's body.

“Clang!” “Clang!”

“Clang!”...

The Killing Blade pressed its advantage, frantically launching attacks on the Tai'a Sword.

“Crack!”

“Crack!”

Cracking sounds continuously came from the Tai'a Sword's body.

Qi Yun felt a pang of heartache looking at the cracks on the Tai'a Sword, but he dared not and could not retrieve the Tai'a Sword.

Looking at Qin Yi, who was exuding killing intent, Qi Yun had no doubt that if he retrieved the Tai'a Sword at this moment.

Qin Yi would definitely not hesitate to shatter his sea of consciousness and kill him.

Under the continuous attacks of the Killing Blade, the Tai'a Sword finally couldn't bear the burden and let out a piercing sound, the next second.

“Crack!”

The Tai'a Sword's body broke into two from the center.

“Zheng!”

The Tai'a Sword emitted a final mournful cry, the originally divine and extraordinary Tai'a Sword, its light quickly faded, like ordinary iron.

As the Tai'a Sword broke, the divine sense in the Tai'a Sword poured out again.

The Killing Blade slashed at these divine senses.

“Bang!”

With one strike of the Killing Blade, a small part of the divine sense disappeared.

“Bang!” “Bang!”

“Bang!”...

In a few strikes, the divine sense in Qi Yun's sea of consciousness was instantly annihilated by the Killing Blade.

Outside, Qi Yun's face was pale, the relationship between divine sense and the sea of consciousness was like a spring and its water.

The divine sense being completely annihilated was as painful as a knife cutting flesh.

This was no longer as simple as the divine sense being injured. Although the injury of divine sense affected combat power, the impact was not significant.

With the divine sense disappearing, it would be good if he could retain 50% of his combat power.

“Zheng!”

The Killing Blade in Qi Yun's sea of consciousness emitted a ringing sound again.

It slashed down fiercely towards Qi Yun's sea of consciousness.

“Boom!”

Qi Yun heard a loud noise in his ears, and the pain in his sea of consciousness reached its peak.

“Hiss!” Qi Yun sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain.

Not daring to hesitate, Qi Yun took out a pill from his spatial ring and swallowed it.

After swallowing it, Qi Yun's pale face quickly turned rosy.

The divine sense that had disappeared in the sea of consciousness was born again, continuously.

The newly born divine sense poured into the Tai'a Sword that had been broken into two pieces.

Forcibly gluing the Tai'a Sword back together.

“Shu Mountain Swordplay·Sword Sacrifice!”

“Zheng!”

The Tai'a Sword, reassembled, emitted bursts of mournful cries.

Carrying a powerful aura, it slashed towards the Killing Blade, and for a time fought with the Killing Blade with great fanfare.

Qi Yun's heart was not happy at all, the price he paid for this battle was too great.

What he swallowed just now was a pill to stimulate potential in a short period of time.

Although it could instantly increase combat power, the side effects were too great, and it would take decades of recuperation to completely alleviate them.

What made his heart ache the most was the Tai'a Sword. The Tai'a Sword had been severely damaged after being cut into two pieces. Finding materials might still be able to repair it.

But after the sword sacrifice, this sword could be said to be completely useless. Even if he found materials in the future, the chances of being able to repair it were very slim.

What's more, even if he painstakingly repaired the Tai'a Sword, its value would basically be gone.

Swords have sword spirits, and the higher the level of the sword, the more so. A sword can only produce one sword spirit in its lifetime.

The sword sacrifice is to sacrifice the sword spirit in the sword to increase the power of the sword.

No one is willing to use this unacceptable price unless it is a critical moment, let alone Qi Yun, who regards swords as his life.

But if he didn't use the sword sacrifice, he could only watch the Killing Blade shatter his sea of consciousness.

There is still a difference between the sea of consciousness being injured and the divine sense. As long as the sea of consciousness is there, the divine sense can always recover after a long period of gestation.

And if the sea of consciousness is about to shatter, Qi Yun's cultivation in the second half of his life will not improve, and he will definitely fall in realm.

Compared to sacrificing the sword spirit, this kind of thing is even more unacceptable to Qi Yun.

Taking out another pill from the spatial ring and swallowing it.

The pill melted directly in Qi Yun's mouth, and the medicinal power rushed to Qi Yun's brain and sea of consciousness.

It stopped at the place where the Killing Blade had just caused the injury and poured into the injured area.

The dark aura of death that was entrenched on the injured area, the medicinal power poured into it with little effect.

After consuming all the medicinal power, the healed injury to the sea of consciousness was like a drop in the ocean.

Looking at the injured sea of consciousness, unable to recover at all, Qi Yun's heart trembled.