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"Is this question important?" The man said indifferently.

Ling Chuxi smiled bitterly. This question was indeed not important. No matter how many strongest cultivators there were, they had to face them one by one. In any case, as long as he could withstand it, he would be able to pass the test and become the fourth lucky person in tens of millions of years. If he couldn\'t withstand it, then he would be like the owners of those ancient swords in the sword tomb, turning into ashes.

The tens of thousands of cold stars were like a meteor shower from beyond the sky, enveloping Ling Chuxi.

Since she knew that she had not died and that the test was not over, Ling Chuxi\'s fighting spirit was even more high. In her Qi sea, the martial arts core heart glowed brightly. With a flash of divine light in her eyes, Ling Chuxi\'s long sword moved quickly and stabbed towards the tens of thousands of cold stars.

A spark bloomed. Ling Chuxi actually found the only real sword shadow among the tens of thousands of illusionary sword lights and broke it in one fell swoop. In a real battle, this sword would not consume much physical strength because the opponent\'s sword had turned into a thousand shadows, so the power was not great. But in this situation, the consumption of mental power was astonishing.

Ling Chuxi clearly felt the glow of the martial arts core in her Qi sea darken and her head felt slightly dizzy.

Without waiting for her to catch her breath, another sword appeared out of thin air, stabbing towards her chest with a mighty sword intent.

Ling Chuxi could only force herself to raise her spirits and meet him again.

Almost without a moment\'s pause, one after another, ancient treasured swords appeared out of thin air in front of her and attacked Ling Chuxi one after another with the force of Thunder.

Although it disappeared immediately after the first strike, this strike contained the essence of an ancient expert\'s lifetime of sword intent.

Ling Chuxi had no time to think. Her spiritual power was constantly being consumed and her mind was blank. She could only rely on her instincts and intuition to block the attacks that were faster and stronger than the previous ones.

The sword in her hand, however, had no order to speak of. The grey abyss sword technique, the seven-string needle technique, the seven-string finger technique, the great scattering hands ... All the martial arts techniques that she had learned were driven by her intuition. Even the sword intent of the ancient powerhouse that she had just felt became her life-saving magic weapon in the next moment.

Her spiritual power was getting weaker and weaker. Her mind was filled with a sharp pain and her eyelids felt as heavy as lead. Ling Chuxi even thought of giving up, but she knew that she must not give up. This wasn\'t a dream. If she gave up, her soul would be destroyed by the sword intent left behind by an ancient expert.

She could only clench her teeth and persevere. Every time she defeated a sword intent, she was one step closer to passing the test.

Even Ling Chuxi herself could not remember how many sword intents she had defeated. She only felt that she was getting more and more tired and weaker.

……

Finally, as another burst of sword light disappeared like a Silver Star, everything was over. All that was left was the void.

Ling Chuxi had also reached her limit. It was as if all her energy had been drained. Her eyes closed and she fell to the ground.

His sea of spirit was completely dried up and on the verge of collapse. However, at this moment, a stream of clear spring water poured into his sea of spirit. His originally hazy divine consciousness gradually became clear.

Did he pass the test?