Li Yi stood on the ancient altar, the flames rising in his hands like a roaring fire dragon, illuminating his resolute face. The flames grew stronger and stronger, as if they had life under his control. As the ecstasy in his heart surged like a tide, he knew that his fire ability had finally advanced to the coveted S-level. Looking at the entire alien continent, there were only five people who could reach this level.

At this moment, the stars in the night sky were twinkling, as if cheering for his achievement. Around the altar, strange runes were shining mysteriously under the reflection of the flames. They were like ancient guardians, witnessing the arrival of this moment. Li Yi could feel the surging power in his body, as if it could burn away all obstacles.

Recalling the hardships he had experienced on his cultivation journey, Li Yi's eyes flashed with emotion. From his initial half-understanding of supernatural powers to now standing at the pinnacle, he had experienced countless life-and-death tests. Every time he hovered on the edge of life and death, he survived with his tenacious will and desire for power. Those days of struggling painfully in the flames, those embarrassing moments when he was chased by the enemy, all became his motivation to move forward.

After the news of his advancement spread, the entire alien continent was shaken. Various forces sent envoys to come, some with congratulations, some with vigilance. Li Yi knew that his power had become the focus of attention of all parties on the continent. S-level superpowers have the ability to change the world pattern, and his every move will affect the situation on the continent.

On a quiet morning, Li Yi sat on the top of a mountain, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, thinking about his future. He knew that reaching S-level was not the end, but a new starting point. He had to shoulder a heavier responsibility to protect this continent from the invasion of evil forces.

At this moment, a mysterious old man appeared in front of him. The old man was dressed in a simple robe, with a kind face and endless wisdom in his eyes. He told Li Yi that the continent was about to face an unprecedented crisis, and only the S-level superpowers could work together to resolve this disaster.

Li Yi agreed to the old man's request without hesitation. He began to contact the other four S-level psychics. Although they came from different camps, they all put aside their prejudices in the face of a common enemy. Under the guidance of the old man, they formed a powerful alliance and worked together for the safety of the continent.

As time goes by, the crisis is approaching. Dark forces are quietly rising in a corner of the continent, and they are trying to rule the whole world with evil power. Li Yi and his companions set out on a journey to the lair of the dark forces. Along the way, they experienced countless hardships and obstacles, but they never gave up.

In a thrilling battle, Li Yi and his companions fought a desperate battle with the dark forces with their powerful strength and firm belief. Flames, frost, thunder and lightning, strong winds, and the power of the earth intertwined to form a magnificent picture. In the end, they successfully defeated the dark forces and guarded the peace of the continent.

Li Yi stood on the ruins, looking at the peaceful continent again, his heart filled with pride. He knew that his strength was not only for himself, but also for protecting the land he loved deeply. In the days to come, he will continue to move forward and fight for the peace and prosperity of the continent.

After Li Yi became a Daluo Jinxian, he had transcended the long river of time. He stood above the clouds, overlooking the endlessly rushing river, with endless pride surging in his heart. As an innate creature, he possessed an innate talent and mission, which was to prove his Dao and become a saint, and compete with the Three Pure Ones.

In this ancient world, the Three Pure Ones are supreme beings. They founded sects, taught and preached, and were famous. The Great Pure One, holding a whisk, had an immortal look and taught sentient beings with the concept of non-action; the Jade Pure One, Yuanshi, was majestic and solemn, in charge of the order of the heavens, and had boundless magical powers; the Upper Pure One, Lingbao, had great magical powers, created countless spiritual treasures, and made great contributions to the development of the immortal way. The Three Pure Ones were at their peak, as if it had been a foregone conclusion.

But Li Yi was not willing to give up. He knew that only by constantly making progress could he achieve the supreme path. He embarked on the road to enlightenment and began his arduous practice. He traveled through famous mountains and rivers to explore the mysteries of heaven and earth; he went deep into dangerous places to fight against all kinds of demons and monsters to temper his will and strength. In this process, he met many like-minded partners, who fought side by side and pursued the dream of becoming a saint together.

As time went by, Li Yi's cultivation continued to improve. He began to comprehend some profound Taoism. He understood that becoming a saint was not just about improving strength, but also about understanding and perceiving the Tao. He began to think about his own Tao and his own philosophy. He believed that all things in the world should follow the way of nature and should not be bound by any force. He wanted to create a path to sainthood that belonged to him in his own way.

So, Li Yi began to challenge the authority of the Three Pure Ones. He debated with the Great Pure One Daode Tianzun the limitations of inaction and pointed out that in some cases, appropriate intervention is necessary; he discussed with the Jade Pure One Yuanshi Tianzun the perfection of the order of the heavens and put forward some new ideas and suggestions; he exchanged ideas with the Upper Pure One Lingbao Tianzun on the way of creating Lingbao and shared his own experience and insights. The Three Pure Ones were not angry at Li Yi's challenge, but appreciated his courage and insights. They believed that the world needed different thoughts and ideas to promote the development of Taoism.

In the process of challenging the Three Pure Ones, Li Yi's reputation grew. More and more immortals began to pay attention to him and support him. He established his own sect and taught his own Taoism. His sect is centered on the way of nature and emphasizes individual freedom and development. Under his leadership, the sect continued to grow and become a force that cannot be ignored in the prehistoric world.

Finally, Li Yi reached the critical moment of becoming a saint. He sat cross-legged on the top of a high mountain, closed his eyes and concentrated, and felt the Dao of heaven and earth with his whole body and mind. Around him, auspicious clouds swirled and auspicious airs filled his heart. In his heart, there was a sense of tranquility, as if he had merged with heaven and earth. After a long period of comprehension, he finally understood the secret of becoming a saint. A powerful aura emanated from his body, soaring into the sky. The heaven and earth were shaken, and the sun and the moon were eclipsed. He succeeded, and he became a saint.

Li Yi stood on the clouds, looking at the primitive world below, his heart full of emotion. He knew that his road to enlightenment had just begun. He wanted to use his strength and wisdom to bring more changes to this world and seek more welfare for all living beings. He stood side by side with the Three Pure Ones, and together they protected the peace and prosperity of this primitive world.

Li Yi stood in the dark cave, holding a simple spear in his hand. The spear was made of an unknown black iron, the tip of the spear flashed with cold light, and the spear tassel fluttered gently in the breeze. This spear had been with him for many years and had experienced countless battles, but it had never moved like today.

He clearly felt the spear trembling slightly, as if an invisible force was surging in it. Li Yi felt an incredible feeling in his heart, as if the spear had intelligence and wanted to communicate with him.

"Could it be..." Li Yi whispered to himself, a bold guess in his mind. According to legend, some magical weapons will revive on their own after experiencing countless battles and absorbing enough blood and energy, and become the legendary spiritual weapons. And now, the spear in his hand seems to be experiencing this wonderful change.

The trembling of the spear became stronger and stronger, and the light flashing at the tip of the spear became more and more dazzling. Li Yi closed his eyes, held his breath, and tried to establish a connection with the spear. Gradually, he felt a strange yet familiar breath emerging in his mind.

It was a spirit full of fighting spirit and indomitable spirit, as if telling of its past glory. Li Yi seemed to see a series of pictures: a battlefield filled with smoke, a fight with blood splattered everywhere, and brave soldiers holding spears and charging into battle. The spears turned into deadly weapons in the hands of the soldiers, and every thrust was accompanied by unparalleled momentum.

The scene changed, and Li Yi saw a familiar figure. It was himself. The spear danced in his hand like flowing water, and every attack was accurate. He seemed to have merged with the spear and became the master of the battlefield.

"Wake up, my friend!" Li Yi silently said in his heart, feeling the breath gradually merge with his spirit. The trembling of the spear stopped, and the light at the tip of the spear gradually converged. But Li Yi knew that this was not the end, but a new beginning.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the spear in his hand had undergone subtle changes. The spear seemed to be smoother, and the light flashing at the tip of the spear became more restrained and profound. Li Yi gently waved the spear and suddenly felt an unprecedented power surge into his heart.

"Is this the power of the spirit weapon?" Li Yi was secretly delighted. He knew that with the help of the spirit weapon, his strength would be elevated to a whole new level.

Walking out of the cave, Li Yi saw the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled faintly. He raised his spear and pointed it at the sky. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed on the spear, reflecting the lightning in the sky.

"Thunder!" Li Yi shouted, and the lightning on the spear instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, shooting into the sky. The dark clouds were torn apart by the lightning, and the thunder became more violent, as if responding to Li Yi's call.

Li Yi was full of confidence. With his spiritual weapon, he was no longer an ordinary warrior. He would become a real strong man, shouldering the responsibility of protecting this continent.

The revival of the spear is not just a change of a weapon, but also a legacy of a mission. Li Yi knows that from now on, he and the spear will face countless challenges and tests together. But he is not afraid, because he has the spiritual weapon to accompany him and a firm belief to support him.

"Let's create our own legend together!" Li Yi stroked the spear and whispered. The spear trembled slightly, as if responding to his words.

Li Yi smiled slightly, put away his spear, and embarked on a new journey. He knew that the road ahead was full of difficulties and obstacles, but he was ready to meet all challenges.

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