Three days later.

Weng!

A strange fluctuation reverberated throughout the room.

A talisman hovered before Su Yi, and an obscure aura circulated around it. As its light flickered on and off, its strange energy fluctuations gradually faded away.

Hah~

Su Yi let out a long breath of turbid air.

This talisman sealed a wisp of the Sword of the Nine Hells’ aura.

With this treasure, I can proceed to the Great Xia without worry, he thought.

He’d spent the past three days repairing and improving the Heaven-Sealing Formation of the Nine Absolutes, the formation protecting the ruins of the Immortals’ Sword House. He’d crafted quite a few talismans too.

The strongest of them was the one floating before him, the one in which he’d sealed a wisp of the Sword of the Nine Hells’ power.

With these in reserve, it wouldn’t matter how chaotic the outside world got; so long as no true Imperial Realm experts showed up, no one could threaten Ning Sihua or anyone else taking refuge in the ruins.

“I ought to get going.”

Su Yi rose, then left the room.

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Ning Sihua and the...