"nothing."

Duan Lingtian reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head.

But when he looked at the 'Sword Concept Fragment' in Han Xuenai's hand again, there seemed to be a little more fear in the depths of his eyes.

A mere fragment of artistic conception directly defeated his mental power.

"That sharp aura is clearly the 'Image of the Sword'... and it's also the 'Image of the Advanced Sword'!"

Duan Lingtian took a breath of air, "Fortunately, it was just instinctively protecting itself... Otherwise, I'm afraid it would not only destroy my mental power, but also traumatize my soul."

The high-level artistic conception is also called the ‘transforming virtual artistic conception’.

It is the 'artistic conception' mastered by those who are strong in the Transformation Realm, and its power is astonishing.

Not to mention anything else, let’s take this ‘Fragment of Sword’s Artistic Concept’ as an example.

According to the message in the 'Condensing Jade Piece' just now, it is suspected that the 'Martial Emperor' left this Sword Emperor's treasure house:

This artistic conception fragment is a ‘three-level high-level sword’s artistic conception fragment’.

Three levels of high-level artistic conception, comparable to the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons...

What is the concept of the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons?

Even if he is a ninth-level warrior in the Dongxu Realm, no matter what ‘artistic conception’ he comprehends, his full energy is comparable to the power of one hundred and twenty ancient horned dragons.

Even if we add the 'nine-level intermediate artistic conception' that is comparable to the power of a hundred ancient horned dragons, it is only the power of two hundred and twenty ancient horned dragons.

In fact, even if a ninth-level warrior of the Dongxu Realm who has comprehended the 'first-level high-level artistic conception' uses all his strength, regardless of the spiritual weapon, he only has the power of three hundred and twenty ancient horned dragons.

The power of four hundred ancient horned dragons is undoubtedly an astronomical figure for 'Duan Lingtian' whose current full strength is less than the power of ten ancient horned dragons.

And these powers are contained in this small fragment of artistic conception.

"Brother Lingtian, give it."

Han Xuenai casually threw the artistic conception fragment in his hand to Duan Lingtian, as if throwing away garbage, "This artistic conception fragment is of no use to us..."

Fragments of artistic conception, only warriors who understand that kind of ‘artistic conception’ can use them to understand a higher ‘artistic conception’.

Just like Duan Lingtian now.

Unless he comprehends the 'Idea of ​​the Sword', even if it is only the Idea of ​​a low-level sword.

Otherwise, this fragment of artistic conception will be useless in his hands.

However, Duan Lingtian still grasped the fragments of artistic conception in his hands as if he had found a treasure.

What a joke!

This artistic conception fragment is a treasure-like existence even for warriors in the Cave Void Realm and some strong ones in the Transformation Void Realm.

If you take it out.

Even those who are at the ninth level of the Cave Void Realm, and even those who have understood the artistic conception of the sword but have not understood the artistic conception of the sword at the third level or above, will all fight for it.

"Brother Lingtian, it's time for us to go down."

It wasn't until Han Xuenai's voice came from the steps in front that Duan Ling came back to his senses.

"Put it away first."

After putting away the 'Fragments of Sword Concept' in his hand, Duan Lingtian responded to Xuena and went down the stairs with Xuena.

At this moment, Duan Lingtian tried hard to control his excitement.

The stairs are very long, and there is a gray fog in front of it, making it difficult to see what is behind.

Duan Lingtian and Han Xuenai shuttled through it, walking down the stairs until they stepped on the ground, and the fog in front of them gradually disappeared before their eyes.

And just then.

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

…

Bursts of wind howling suddenly came from the distance.

Before Duan Lingtian could even raise his head, he felt strong gusts of wind coming towards him, making his robes bulge.

When Duan Lingtian raised his head, he saw a series of spinning 'tornadoes' heading towards him and Han Xuenai.

Tornadoes lined up in a row, filling the vast cave on the second floor of the Sword Emperor's treasure house, leaving people with no way out.

Now, Duan Lingtian and Han Xuenai have two choices.

First, return to the first level.

Second, break in forcefully!

As long as they break through the row in front of them that connects the top and bottom of the cave, like a tornado forming a defensive barrier, they can continue deep into the second level.

The 'reward' on the second level must be at the end of the cave.

Seeing the row of tornadoes getting closer and closer, Duan Lingtian's whole body seemed to be floating.

"It's at least a few hundred meters away from me... If it were any closer, wouldn't I be blown away by it?"

Duan Lingtian smiled bitterly.

"Brother Lingtian, let's rush over."

Han Xuenai greeted Duan Lingtian, and immediately her whole body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, flying out and rushing towards the row of tornadoes that were sweeping in.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Han Xuenai passed through a row of tornadoes and disappeared in front of Duan Lingtian.

For Han Xuenai.

A tornado of this magnitude poses no threat to her.

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and moved.

"Wind and lingering clouds!"

At the same time that Duan Lingtian's figure flew out, the energy between his legs surged, and the sound of "wind and thunder" sounded almost at the same time, across the sky.

Whoosh!

Duan Lingtian seemed to have turned into a hurricane and crashed into the row of tornadoes that swept over him.

For a moment, Duan Lingtian only felt a strong resistance preventing him from moving forward.

This resistance is getting stronger and stronger!

Gradually, Duan Lingtian's speed slowed down involuntarily, not because he didn't want to continue moving, but because the wind blowing in front of him was too strong.

This is the power of nature.

Duan Lingtian continued to struggle forward and soon collided with a row of tornadoes.

Fortunately, Duan Lingtian put up the 'Yuanli Light Mask' in time to protect his body, otherwise, at this moment, he might be directly cut into pieces.

However, even so, his Yuanli light shield was still crumbling.

The power of the tornado is too strong.

"At most five breaths, my Yuanli light shield will be broken."

Duan Lingtian became a little impatient after realizing this.

At his current speed, breaking through the obstruction of a tornado in just five breaths would undoubtedly be an extremely difficult task.

"Now, there are only two ways in front of me! One is to turn around and return to the first floor; the other is to let Xue Nai help me."

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath and his thoughts suddenly changed.

If he was asked to just turn around and return to the first floor, he would naturally not be willing to do so.

But let Xuena help him...

Although it was a simple thing, subconsciously, he was somewhat unwilling to do it.

Could it be that, since he is in the Sword King's treasure house, he has to ask Xue Nai to help him with everything?

Without Xue Nai, would it be difficult for him to make any progress?

"When we were on the first floor of the Sword Emperor's treasure house, if it hadn't been for Xuena's intervention, even if I could have gotten through, that 'Fragment of the Sword's Concept' would definitely not have been mine."

After all, he is a big man, and Duan Lingtian cannot rely on Han Xuenai from beginning to end.

At least, if he had to ask Han Xuenai for help now, he couldn't do it.

There is no way to get over that hurdle in my heart.

"Zhizhi~~"

A sharp scream came from his ears, making Duan Lingtian come back to his senses.

"Xiao Jin, I will definitely take you through!"

Duan Lingtian looked at the little golden mouse on his shoulder, his eyes becoming tougher and tougher, "In the past, I didn't have Xue Nai by my side, so why didn't I make it here by myself?"
To be continued...