The prediction of the Research Institute was highly accurate.

When Chen Jing reached three hundred meters below the sea surface, he was the first to submerge, his body twisted and silently vanished.

Li Jing followed closely. Upon reaching three hundred meters, he felt an invisible pulling force, causing his senses to become blurry.

His vision was foggy.

His hearing was in chaos.

His sense of touch felt unreal.

The feeling was fleeting.

The next second, his hazy vision cleared up remarkably.

An endless silent wilderness came into Li Jing’s view.

The earth, which should have been full of life, was entirely grey.

The ground everywhere was filled with a thick smell of decay.

Bones of unknown origin were scattered everywhere, along with remains of trees littered about, hinting that this was once a land teeming with life.

But now.

The land was already dead.

The Deadlands!

Following Chen Jing, Li Jing looked at the ground and felt his scalp tingle.

Not because of the terrifying Deadlands.

But at the moment, he saw health bars of various lengths floating around.

The numbers varied, some are high, some are low.

The low ones were only a few dozen.

The high ones were near to ten thousand!

What does ten thousand mean?

Li Jing didn’t dare to think about it, and didn’t want to.

At this moment, aside from the bodies that littered the ground or remained visible, there was nothing in his field of vision.

From this, it can be seen that these health bars all belonged to invisible and ethereal spirits.

Spirits are easy to kill, but they vary in level.

Spirits with ten thousand Health.

Based on the range of 1500 for each realm, they belong to the Seventh Realm and above!

This ghostly place is far more dangerous than he imagined.

Could Chen Jing withstand it?

A question arose in Li Jing’s heart.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved.

Spirits are purely negative entities.

They had no consciousness, only hunting instincts.

When not attracting prey, they just wander aimlessly.

As long as he knows they exist and is prepared and doesn’t attract them, spirits wouldn’t actually pose a threat.

"The situation is as I expected; the Deadlands that breed spirits is right at the entrance of the Secret Realm."

Chen Jing whispered and turned to give orders.

"Remember not to concentrate too much. This Deadlands are quite wide; it’s possible the entire Secret Realm is the Deadlands. It’s impossible to predict how many spirits exist here. If too many spirits are attracted, it will be troublesome."

Before Li Jing could respond, he called softly.

"Qianyang."

"Present."

A tender childish voice rang out.

Li Jing was about to answer, but stopped at the sound and was slightly stunned.

Spirit Weapon!?

Subconsciously looking up, he saw a fiery red flying sword silently appearing beside Chen Jing, exuding a scorching high temperature.

Chen Jing reached out, sliding his finger lightly along the sword.

"Go."

Before his voice had faded, the Flying Sword Qianyang let out a clear "clang" as it turned and shot out like a red stream of light towards the ground below.

Wherever it passed, whether it was heaps of white bones or dead trees, all were ignited.

In the blink of an eye, the Deadlands turned into a sea of fire.

At the same time, the health bars visible within Li Jing’s field of view were quickly cleared and dispersed one by one.

A shrill scream echoed continuously.

Seeing this, Li Jing’s eyes widened in awe.

Given Qianyang’s response, Chen Jing’s flying sword was undeniably a high-level spirit weapon.

A precious item, once transformed into a spirit weapon, could then give birth to a spirit weapon.

To achieve a level where the spirit weapon could speak, it had to reach at least the fifth level of the spirit weapon.

Spirit weapons, Li Jing certainly hadn’t seen any before.

But now, he saw one.

This was...

Too damn powerful!

Chen Jing didn’t even have to consciously use Sword Controlling to control it; the spirit weapon was controlling the flying sword autonomously.

Wherever it went, every spirit was instantly killed.

Some didn’t even have a chance to let out a scream before dying.

Spirits with a health bar of a few hundred were instantly killed.

Spirits with ten thousand health were also instantly killed.

Not a single one could resist the sword light of Flying Sword Qianyang for a moment, they died upon contact!

With the spirit weapon controlling it alone being so powerful, what level would Chen Jing reach if he got involved!?

Li Jing was astounded.

Just as he was taken aback, Chen Jing turned to look at him.

"If you don’t start moving, Qianyang will kill all the spirits."

!!!

Li Jing.

When he came in and saw so many health bars, and saw the Flying Sword Qianyang unleashing its divine power, he temporarily forgot what he was here to do.

Seeing that the spirits in the vicinity had been cleaned up by the Flying Sword Qianyang, Li Jing moved, using the Vanishing Skill to its full power, aiming directly at a health bar numbered 522 in the distance.

"Boom!"

A clap of thunder.

The health bar numbered 522 evaporated.

"Experience +522."

The prompt sound echoed in his ears.

However, he had no time to pay attention to it now.

As he finished off the spirit with a health bar of 522 with Palm Thunder, the sword light of Fighting Sword Qianyang swept over, killing all the spirits around him in one fell swoop.

Seeing the situation, Li Jing barely held back from cursing.

He had purposely chosen an area where the visible health bars weren’t that exaggerated, and in the blink of an eye, the Flying Sword Qianyang had swept through them all!

This wasn’t a fair way of out-monstering someone, was it?

What’s even more outrageous was...

As the Flying Sword Qianyang passed by him, he faintly saw a young girl’s face appearing in the sword light, sticking her tongue out at him and making a grimace.

Could Li Jing lower himself to the level of a spirit weapon?

Of course not.

On one hand, he couldn’t beat it.

On the other hand, instead of contending with the spirit weapon Qianyang, it was better to concentrate on killing more spirits.

Taking a deep breath, Li Jing raised his arms and pushed forward.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Thunderous booms echoed.

Maximum power output, dual-wield of Thunder-Light Sword!

Simultaneously, the Flying Sword Blue Edge appeared beside him with a ’clang’, swirling under his feet, turning him into a sword light that shot out.

The high heat emanating from the Flying Sword Qianyang easily discerned it as a fire element of extreme yang and rigidity.

Hence, it could directly wipe out these monsters which are invisible, intangible, and immune to physical damage.

Li Jing’s Blue Edge did not have similar attributes.

Distinct properties would only manifest when a spirit weapon is achieved.

But when using a sword, it’s faster than flying in the sky!

Seeing Li Jing emerging with a fifty-meter long Thunder-Light Sword in each hand, big enough to rival an adult’s arm thickness, Chen Jing, who was hovering in place, raised his eyebrows.

He recognized the Palm Thunder at a glance.

But this play style felt quite novel!

Chen Jing was very pleased.

Li Jing’s Thunder-Light Sword not only offered a fresh playstyle.

More importantly, it showed his control and the depth of his internal power.

Under the blessing of the Great Perfection Spirit Control Skill, Li Jing’s control over his spiritual power was incredibly fine.

The Palm Thunder in his hand was no longer just an exaggerated spectacle.

He compressed his spiritual power, sacrificing scale in exchange for power.

The Spirit Control Skill itself has the characteristic of enhancing the effectiveness of magic skills, coupled with the Minor Completion of the Returning to Origin Skill, Li Jing’s Thunder-Light Sword now was as powerful as a run-of-the-mill Three Realm later-stage cultivator’s Palm Thunder at the Great Perfection Level.

Just from appearances, Chen Jing could not make out that Li Jing’s Spirit Control Skill was at Great Perfection.

However, he could see the extent to which Li Jing’s Palm Thunder had reached.

Returning his gaze, Chen Jing took out a few small flags and whispered in Li Jing’s ear.

"Don’t stray too far, just clean up within a 20,000 meters radius. I have to set up some defensive formations here for the research institute people to come in. I can’t afford to look out for you now. Qianyang will take care of you."

At this moment, Li Jing had just killed two monsters with health bars of 413 and 469 using the Thunder-Light Sword while standing on his sword. Suddenly, he received a message and instinctively looked back.

Only within the blink of an eye, the Flying Sword Qianyang once again cleaned up all the monsters around him.

Li Jing’s eyes twitched.

The number of monsters that the Flying Sword Qianyang harvested at once could have leveled him up quite a bit in one go!

He wanted to voice his opinion, but he couldn’t.

The secret that he could level up by killing monsters himself, he absolutely couldn’t reveal.

Furthermore, the Flying Sword Qianyang was obviously protecting him under Chen Jing’s instruction by killing the monsters around him.

If he spoke up, he would seem ungrateful.

He can’t just pick out monsters with low health anymore!

He needs to find ones with more health!

Li Jing gritted his teeth.

The sword light of the Flying Sword Qianyang was not only powerful but also incredibly fast.

Even though he was sword-controlling now, he was still left in its trail.

In truth, after a round of cleaning by the Flying Sword Qianyang, there were not many monsters left within a 20,000-meter radius.

The clusters of monsters initially congregated were now just loitering around separately.

Glancing around, Li Jing set his sights on a health bar with a value of 3982.

Decided. It’s you!

Without any hesitation, Li Jing moved in instantly while controlling his sword and swung his two Thunder-Light Swords in a cross slash.

"Experience +3982."

The status of monsters equal to those in the middle stages of the Three Realm, they die very easily.

"Level up, 16. Spiritual Power Intensity +32, Skill Points +2."

"Level up, 17. Spiritual Power Intensity +34, Skill Points +2."

As two level-up notifications sounded one after the other, Li Jing didn’t bother to listen closely, and simply swept his Thunder-Light Swords through the air.

Two piercing shrieks sounded, and two "young" monsters with health bars of 274 and 387 were caught off guard.

"Experience +274."

"Experience +387."

Hastily killing two "young" monsters, Li Jing immediately maxed out his proficiency in Sky Sword Technique without a second thought and turned to face another monster with a health bar of 3512 in the distance.

Having reached Great Perfection with the Sky Sword Technique, the speed of sword control had increased by more than one level.

The sword light of Li Jing arrived in a flash.

"Experience +3512."

"Level up, 18. Spiritual Power Intensity +36, Skill Points +2."

Leveling up again, Li Jing stopped controlling his sword.

He looked around and saw no visible health bars.

A radius of 20,000 meters was indeed a bit small.

Although it had been less than a minute since Chen Jing had given him instructions, the efficiency of the Flying Sword Qianyang was just too high.

Even though he had leveled up three times, he wasn’t satisfied.

After all, right in front of him was a "leveling treasure ground".

But people must learn to be content.

Looking around at the clusters of health bars in the distance, Li Jing reluctantly suppressed his desires.

His entry with Chen Jing this time was already crossing the line.

He needed to leave room for the Disaster Management Bureau’s exploration team.

Being too greedy was not a good look.

Killing non-human entities that pose a threat inside the secret realm, the Disaster Management Bureau staff can earn merit points based on the number and power level.

With merit points, they can apply to exchange any equivalent spiritual objects.

It’s about high risk, high return.

This is the life of the Disaster Management Bureau.

Stepping slightly over the line, no big deal.

But breaking their rice bowl wouldn’t be fair.

Secret realms, they aren’t available every day.

Even if they are, they may not be within the jurisdiction of the relevant branch office.

The Disaster Management Bureau of Jianghai City, conservatively, hasn’t been operational for several years now.

Chen Jing only asked him to clear out the monsters within a 20,000-meter radius because of this.

By the way.

The exploration of the secret realm yields personal gains, this is for non-members of the Disaster Management Bureau.

All the gains of the Disaster Management Bureau are to be handed over to the national treasury, although after entering the treasury, they will receive merit points equivalent to the quantity and quality of the submitted yield.

After taking a breather from his hovering sword control, Li Jing was ready to return to Chen Jing’s side.

Just as he was about to move, the sword light of the Flying Sword Qianyang came to his side.

As the light converged, a delicately carved girl appeared.

As Li Jing saw her appear, he frowned on the spot.

At first glance, he saw that the Spirit Weapon Qianyang was in the form of a delicate girl.

Now, looking at her closely, her clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes were truly amazing.

However, for some reason, Li Jing felt that Spirit Weapon Qianyang’s features seemed a bit like Chen Yuran.

Chen Jing’s spirit weapon was groomed to appear like his biological daughter in her younger years...

Hisss!

A daughter-con?

Li Jing gasped, realizing he discovered a fact that he hadn’t noticed about himself.

While he was marveling, the Spirit Weapon Qianyang extended her chubby little hand.

"Here, you burst these from monster killing just now, I picked them up for you."