Longevity: Starting with Only One Life, Cultivation Depends Entirely on Survival

The Extreme Abyss Territory has ushered in drastic changes over the past ten thousand years.

The news from the Huatian Sword Sect is correct. This Huatian Quasi-Sage is indeed in his old age.

Suddenly, the morale of the Xingtian Sword Sect soared, and many forces defected to it.

In their opinion, in the future, the Xingtian Sword Sect will probably be the dominant family in this Abyssal Realm.

The choice of position at this time is also for the survival of one's own power.

But with the Huatian Sword Sect, who had an extremely abyss of power, they had to fight to the death.

Their involvement with Huatian Sword Sect is too deep, and Xingtian Sword Sect will definitely not accept them, so they might as well give it a try.

Like the Wang family, they are the only force that can successfully retreat and preserve their heritage.

The other forces have survived in the Extreme Abyss Territory for a long time and can be considered locals, and the Huatian Sword Sect will not let them go.

And within the Huatian Sword Sect, not everyone is pessimistic.

They are the core figures of Huatian Sword Sect, but they all understand what the ancestor means.

As long as both quasi-sages are gone, Huatian Sword Sect has nothing to worry about.

It is even more impossible to destroy in a short period of time.

At this time, in the main hall deep inside Huatian Sword Sect, Quasi-Sage Huatian was imparting his knowledge of swordsmanship to Kun Li.

This is equivalent to the inheritance of swordsmanship from a quasi-sage.

"Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and so do swords."

"Every sword master who joins the Tao has a different understanding of the way of swordsmanship."

"This is also the reason why there are strong and weak sword masters."

"You can take all my knowledge of swordsmanship. As for whether you inherit my swordsmanship or learn your own swordsmanship, that depends on you."

Ancestor Huatian stroked his beard and spoke eloquently.

Although he said this, he was sure that Kun Li would definitely explore his own way of swordsmanship.

Because he is too talented.

They have no such genius in the Abyss.

"Thank you, senior, for your teachings."

Kun Li has benefited from others, so it's not an exaggeration to call him "senior".

"Hahaha, our relationship can be considered a different kind of master-disciple relationship, even though it is a transaction."

Ancestor Huatian laughed and looked amiable.

"Although I have been competing with my junior brother for thousands of years, my swordsmanship is actually superior to his."

"It's just that after becoming a quasi-sage, I am more and more afraid of death."

"There is no hope of attacking the saint now, but life is enough."

"The opportunities in each star field are limited. What's the point of letting two dying old men occupy the position?"

"When we die and opportunities return to the world, it is not impossible for two more quasi-sages to appear, or even one saint to appear."

Patriarch Huatian rambled on, while Kun Li stood aside as a quiet listener.

The person in front of him at this time was not a lofty quasi-sage, but an old man in his twilight years.

Ancestor Huatian almost told most of his life stories.

He has also traveled extensively and visited some of the most prosperous regions.

He said that that should be the world of genius, with enough opportunities and luck to achieve higher avenues.

Finally, Patriarch Huatian sighed.

One year later.

Huatian Sword Sect and Xingtian Sword Sect are on the same level, and the friction is getting more intense, and it seems that the final battle is about to begin.

But everyone was surprisingly consistent and under control.

Because the two quasi-sages standing at the top have not yet taken action.

No matter which faction below wins, the final victory will be decided by the surviving quasi-sage.

Only when the two supreme leaders decide who wins or loses can the people below them decide the next move.

Another half year passed like this.

Quasi-Sage Huatian took the initiative.

Everyone is speculating that Huatian's quasi-sage is approaching his end and can't delay it any longer.

On this day, a bright sword light spread across the starry sky from Huatian Sword Sect to Starry Sword Sect.

Kun Li witnessed with his own eyes that Quasi-Sage Huatian's white hair turned into black silk in an instant, his posture changed from rickety to upright, his eyes were like swords, and his appearance became younger in an instant.

An unstoppable energy emanated from Quasi-Saint Hua Tian.

He stepped high in the sky, surrounded by brilliant light, as if he were a giant sword between heaven and earth.

Move forward without any hesitation.

This is sword cultivation!

In the Huatian Sword Sect, countless monks knelt on the ground, but Kun Li stood with his sword in hand.

"Farewell to Patriarch Huatian!"

All the monks shouted together, and the sound containing spiritual power resounded across the starry sky.

Quasi-sage Huatian did not look back and continued to walk towards the starry sky.

At the same time, Xingtian Quasi-Sage from Xingtian Sword Sect also came from Xingtian Sword Sect with a rolling sword power. .

The two quasi-sages met in the starry sky.

"Senior Brother Youxuan, you are dying."

The first words they met, Xingtian Quasi-Sage said with a proud smile.

Even though Quasi-Sage Huatian is now as powerful as a rainbow, he is just returning to his glory and is breathing his last breath.

And Xingtian Quasi-Sage is obviously full of vitality and blood.

"Whether it works or not, junior brother will know after trying it, right?"

"Since I became a saint, you and I have never really fought against each other. I don't know how my junior brother's sword practice is."

Quasi-Sage Huatian spoke calmly, as if Hao was not worried that he was not his opponent.

"Haha, senior brother Youxuan, do you want to take me with you?"

Xingtian Quasi-Sage laughed loudly, "Now that your energy and blood have declined, I only need to delay for a while, what can you do?"

In a battle between quasi-sages, if there wasn't a huge disparity in strength, it would be extremely difficult to stop one of them from running away while the other one wanted to.

"Good brothers walk together for life."

"You should have expected this day. Don't blame senior brother for being cruel."

The flying sword of the natal star appeared in the hands of the quasi-saint Hua Tian.

A flying sword also appeared in front of the sage Xing Tian.

"I am so lucky to have a senior brother like you!"

The two looked at each other.

The next moment, a brilliant sword light appeared in the galaxy -

In the Jiyuan domain, the sword energy swept the stars, and the sword light shone in it.

No outsiders could intervene in the battle between the quasi-saint Hua Tian and the quasi-saint Xing Tian.

The two chased in the galaxy, and they didn't know how many stars were broken along the way. The void was torn by the sword energy, revealing sword marks.

The sword energy even spanned millions of miles in the galaxy, and everything was shattered wherever it passed.

This was a protracted war -

The battle lasted for a long time, probably more than a year, or maybe two years.

The starry sky of the Jiyuan domain was full of sword remnants.

No cultivator knew when it ended.

They only knew that the fight gradually faded away, as if it had left this starry domain, and there was no sound.

Another year passed, and the two quasi-saints seemed to have disappeared from the Jiyuan Domain, and even the remnants of the sword were slowly disappearing.

Three years later, there was no news about the two quasi-saints.

Even the nearby star regions had not heard of them.

Did they both perish and die together?

Countless cultivators speculated and thought it was very likely.

Maybe they fell in an unknown place.

After all, no one came back -

The Huatian Sword Sect and the Xingtian Sword Sect officially went to war.

The two quasi-saints died, but the remaining people were unwilling to submit to each other.

A war was inevitable -

Kunli lived in the deepest part of the Huatian Sword Sect, comprehending the sword alone.

………

It was the 1,500th year since Kunli came to the Jiyuan Domain.

For some reason, the Xingtian Sword Sect was always stronger than the Huatian Sword Sect, and defeated the Huatian Sword Sect step by step.

The balance of victory tilted to one side.

Just as the Xingtian Sword Sect was forcing its way into the Huatian Sword Sect's base camp, a ray of green sword light suddenly arrived, slashing everything across, killing half of the Xingtian Sword Sect's cultivators on the spot.

A man walked out from the depths of the Huatian Sword Sect.

A thousand years of time had left no trace on him.

The cultivators of the Huatian Sword Sect all remembered a story.

It is said that the Huatian Patriarch left a protector for the Huatian Sword Sect, who would only take action when the sect was in crisis.

I thought it was just inspiring, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Kunli came with a sword in one hand, stepping on the light.

His eyes were like swords, and the sword's momentum swept away countless cultivators, pointing directly at a leading cultivator of the Xingtian Sword Sect.

"Xingtian Quasi-Saint, what a great skill of taking over and turning around!"

With Kunli's current cultivation level of the upper second level of the Divine Bridge, he easily saw through the disguise of the Xingtian Quasi-Saint.

Although the breath was weak, it was unmistakable.

"What! He is the Quasi-Sage of Xingtian!?"

Countless cultivators were shocked. No wonder the Xingtian Sword Sect has always been so powerful.

Qi-Sage of Xingtian was also shocked. He didn't expect that a cultivator would recognize him, and he was still a young cultivator.

"I didn't expect that you would win a thousand years ago."

Kun Li walked forward, not afraid of so many cultivators of the Xingtian Sword Sect.

"But it doesn't matter. Quasi-Sage Huatian failed to kill you. I will kill you today!"

Kun Li's aura suddenly gathered, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed.

The speed was extremely fast, cutting through the void, and the green sword light pointed directly at Quasi-Sage of Xingtian.

Qi-Sage of Xingtian felt very uneasy when he saw this.

His Dao body was destroyed, and most of the sword laws were also cut off. Now he is equivalent to reincarnation. Although he is stronger than ordinary sword cultivators, the feeling of Kun Li in front of him is extremely dangerous.

This is not an ordinary sword cultivator!

Quasi-Sage of Xingtian turned around and ran.

It's a pity that Kun Li's sword is faster.

The sword light stretched for 300,000 miles, slashing through countless starry sky warships.

"No——"

A generation of quasi-saints, whose heads were cut off by the sword light, finally stained the galaxy with blood.

After surviving for a thousand years, he finally reunited with his senior brother.

And the cultivators of the Xingtian Sword Sect were even more terrified.

Surrender without a fight.

Kun Li stood in the starry sky, as if the sword saint was alive.

At this moment, he suddenly realized.

Why did Huatian Quasi-saint believe him?

This is an opportunity, and also a cause and effect that cannot be explained.

. You provide the immortality of the great god Zhixiaoyuan: one life at the beginning, cultivation depends entirely on surviving