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Li Yi had a dream, a very long dream.

In a world under the sun, there was a silhouette that had its back facing him as it slashed out the fourth slash.

There was also a black river that violently flooded his entire body. When he was suffocated and unable to breathe, he woke up.

Opening his eyes, he saw the bed curtain and smelled the fragrance permeating the air.

Where is this place?

He wanted to stand up, but he found that he was unable to budge an inch. His internal injuries were still the same, some of his bones had broken, and the Qi Sea's limbs were all messed up and numb.

Li Yi was silent.

He wanted to open his meridian to heal his injuries, but an intense pain assaulted him, causing him to give up on this idea.

Hu hu!

A breeze blew and the bed curtain swayed.

Li Yi only felt a flash in front of him, and a figure suddenly appeared in the room. He subconsciously looked over, and his eyes became serious, revealing his vigilance.

It was a young man, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. He wore a set of grayish brown clothes, simple and unadorned, and had a medium build. What caused Li Yi to be unable to calm down, was that he actually could not see the man's face clearly, as if that face did not even exist.

"Who are you?" Li Yi took a deep breath and shouted.

The man didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand and the huge black sword lying beside him lightly vibrated before flying out.

Seeing that, Li Yi's pupils contracted, revealing a look of shock.

The gigantic black sword was as heavy as Mt. Tai. If it weren't for the black imprint on his left arm, he probably wouldn't have been able to pick it up. But now, the person in front of him had casually picked it up.

Who is he?

Li Yi's heart skipped a beat as many thoughts flashed through his mind.

"I am from the Mount Daliang." His voice was hoarse and dry. It did not sound like the voice of a young man at all, but more like an ancient existence that had lived for many years.

Mount Daliang.

Li Yi was stupefied, and stared blankly at the person in front of him. At the same time, he remembered something the blacksmith had said.

Could it be that it was this person who had placed the sword in the blacksmith's shop three years ago?

Now, did he come to retrieve the greatsword?

But why did he put the sword there?

Li Yi slightly opened his mouth, only feeling that his throat was dry and unable to voice the doubts in his heart.

Three years had passed and his entire Mount Daliang was gone, so how did he survive?

The man did not speak either. He held the greatsword tightly in his hand as if he had just recalled something.

After a long while, the man came to his senses. With a wave of his hand, the greatsword flew back to him.

Li Yi could not help but ask, "Why?" He wanted to ask about the past of Mount Daliang and where he came from, as well as the great disaster that happened three years ago.

However, he found that he was unable to say some words. After a thousand words, there were only three remaining words: "Why?"

The man spoke, "I've helped to awaken your bloodline. The road ahead is filled with difficulties. No matter what you encounter, you must live on."

Li Yi opened his mouth slightly, suffocating his heart, his words were choked with sobs.

Although the man's voice was calm, he could hear the deep exhaustion and the love the man had for him.

Who is he?

Three years ago, why had he left his sword here?

What happened to the Mount Daliang?

What was the black greatsword hiding?

Li Yi's eyes were wet.

The man continued, "The sword has nine chimes. When you hear the first cry of the sword, it is the advent of your first great calamity. Remember what I said: no matter what you encounter, you must survive."

Live.

To an ordinary person, these two simple words were the cheapest of materials.

But in the man's mouth, "surviving" seemed to become more difficult and expensive.

Hu hu!

Another gust of wind blew past, and the man's figure gradually disappeared.

Li Yi opened his eyes wide, wanting to see the man's face clearly, but as usual, he could not. He could only remember the man's figure and clothes.

The room became silent.

Li Yi's heart sank into a heavy depression.

After a long time, he slowly woke up and took a deep breath to suppress his emotions.

Bloodline?

The sword had nine chimes?

He did not understand what the man meant.

Then, he carefully probed his body. The next moment, his consciousness seemed to have caught on to something. Following that, a loud sound exploded within his body.

A drop of black blood blossomed from the depths of his Qi Sea. In an instant, that drop of black blood turned into a surging black river that flooded his entire Qi Sea.

At that moment, the blood started to spread throughout his limbs, bones, flesh, and blood.

Demonification?

Li Yi did not know what had happened, but he felt that his entire body was filled with power, and this power, was many times stronger than before.

Carefully feeling it, the entire Qi Sea in his body had turned black, his pulse line, trick, meridian, and even the spirit energy that surged out was the same.

He was in a daze.

What shocked him even more was that the black blood was spreading out at a terrifying speed and healing the injuries within his body. His bones crackled and the dark red wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, after a dozen breaths, the black blood faded like a tide. Everything disappeared in an instant, and he regained his calm.

Li Yi once again sensed his body, the injuries in his body had become much better, his hands and feet could now move, a few external wounds had already healed.

"Is this the bloodline?"

He opened his mouth slightly, unable to conceal the joy in his heart.

The eruption of the bloodline's power not only strengthened his strength, it also brought about an astonishing amount of life force. Li Yi could not imagine what would happen if he were to face thirty more experts and then use the power of his bloodline that night.

At the very least, he wouldn't be so heavily injured that he couldn't even move, right?

After a long while, he came back to his senses and shook his head. Even if he had this so-called 'bloodline power', it was better not to encounter such a situation.

Taking a deep breath, he decided to imitate what happened just now and use the black blood to heal his wounds.

However, when his consciousness touched the deepest part of the Qi Sea, that drop of black colored blood, was as calm as still water, and did not have any signs of exploding at all.

What was going on?

After trying a few times, Li Yi was stunned.

It wasn't until the eighth failure that he finally noticed the details. The black blood didn't seem to be as bright anymore. Was this the sign that it had exhausted all of its strength?

Li Yi remained silent. His hope had just risen and just like that, it had been shattered.

The power of his bloodline was indeed strong, but it could only be used for the span of a dozen breaths. What could he do in this short period of time?

Moreover, it still had some time to dry up. He didn't know how long it would take for it to break out again.

Hey!

He let out a faint sigh, feeling extremely depressed.

But when he thought about it carefully, sometimes a dozen or so breaths of explosive power could also be considered a powerful foundation.