When Long Yi struggled to open his eyes from the chaos, the pain coming from all over his body almost made him cry out in pain. He gritted his teeth and wanted to sit up, but his limbs were incomparably heavy as if they were bound by invisible shackles.
Long Yi sized up the room he was in. This should be the prison of this world. Unexpectedly, everything was built with silver-white unknown metal. Other than a few small holes on the door, everything was sealed. Moreover, these metals had electric currents flashing on them. If not for that soft light ball floating in the room, he would have believed that he was locked up in a high-tech prison for serious criminals.
"What the hell is this place?" Long Yi blankly looked at that illuminating light ball and thought.
"Ah." Long Yi suddenly held his head with both hands and screamed. Those memories that didn't belong to him were like a flood running chaotically in his mind, giving him an unbearable headache. Gradually, these fragmented fragments were pieced together, and one familiar scene after another flashed through his mind.
Long Yi's brows began to relax. From the memories in his mind, he learned that he had arrived at a sword and magic world called Blue Waves Continent. Blue Waves Continent had three empires and some vassal small nations. These three great empires were respectively Proud Moon Empire in the north, Nalan Empire in the south and Dragon Empire in the east, and Elven Forest and Hengduan Mountains in the west. Elves lived in the Elven Forest, and beast-men lived in the plains, forests and hills of Hengduan Mountains. As for outside of Hengduan Mountains, because no one had ever crossed Hengduan Mountains, no one knew what was on the other side of the mountains.
And this youth Long Yi possessed was the youngest son of the patriarch of Ximen Clan, one of the four most illustrious clans of Dragon Empire, Ximen Nu. This year, he was only 18 years old. He also had an elder brother and a younger sister, all of them were half-brothers and half-sisters. Elder brother Ximen Tian was the vice commander of the most elite legion of Dragon Empire, Violent Dragon Legion. This year, he was already 28 years old, and his inherited Violent Dragon Douqi had already been cultivated to dark blue color, reaching Great Swords Master realm. Little sister Simon Wuhen was also a famous beauty of Blue Waves Continent. She was 16 years old this year and was a High Priest. Only this Ximen Yu was ignorant and incompetent all day long. He didn't know how many outrageous things he had done. Killing people and raping people was like eating a meal to him. His father Ximen Nu had long wanted to harden his heart and discipline him, but this brat's mother was also not a vegetarian master. She would risk her life to protect him. The Emperor of the Dragon Empire, Long Zhan, also turned a blind eye to Ximen Nu's face. Who else could control this fellow? Who would have thought that this brat would actually target the Emperor's most beloved Little Princess, Long Ling'er? This time, it would be difficult for him to escape.
Thinking this, Long Yi made a wry smile. He had just reincarnated and was about to die again. Moreover, he had to bear the crime of raping women, truly f * cking shameful.
Long Yi continued to sort out the memories of Ximen Yu. Only now did he know that the four big clans of the Dragon Empire were Dongfang clan, Nangong clan, Beitang clan and Ximen clan. Among these four big clans, Ximen Clan was the most powerful, followed by Dongfang clan. As for the other two big clans, although they were on par with Ximen Yu, the difference in strength was more than a few levels.
In this world, magic and douqi prevailed. Magician was the most popular profession, but at the same time, it was also the profession with the least number of people. Because magic was too difficult to learn. In addition to hard work, one also had to rely on perception. According to the category, they were divided into fire magician, water magician, earth magician, light magician, dark magician, spirit magician and even necromancer. According to the level, they were divided into apprentice magician, beginner magician, intermediate magician, advanced magician, great magician, archmage, archmage, great archmage and demon god.
Warriors were divided into apprentice warrior, beginner warrior, intermediate warrior, advanced warrior, swordsman, swordmaster, great swordmaster, sword saint and sword god. The color of douqi was different according to the level. Apprentice magician didn't have douqi. Beginner warrior's douqi was light cyan, intermediate warrior's was dark cyan, advanced warrior's was light green, swordsman's was dark green, swordmaster's was light blue, great swordmaster's was dark blue, sword saint's was purple and sword god's was golden.
As for Ximen Yu, this ignorant and incompetent guy, his douqi was still dark cyan. In other words, he was only an intermediate warrior. For other youngsters, this might be considered not bad, but for Ximen Clan, he was trash among trash. His older brother Ximen Tian was already a swordsman at his age.
From Ximen Yu's memory, Long Yi basically understood the situation of this world and himself. He tried to move, but found that his limbs were still incomparably heavy. It should be because he was imprisoned by a spirit magician.
Thinking of spirit, Long Yi couldn't help but tremble. Previously, he was a spirit magician, so he might be able to break this spirit shackle. He closed his eyes and tried to mobilize his own spiritual power. This mobilization was incredible. From the source of spiritual power located in the middle of his eyebrows, an overwhelming amount of spiritual power came out. He almost couldn't control it and turned himself into an idiot.
Long Yi was startled and broke out in a cold sweat. After that, he became wild with joy. Heavens, such a powerful spiritual power was five or six times stronger than before. Using spiritual power to attack was as easy as turning one's palm. He once again closed his eyes, and sure enough, he found that his limbs were bound by an invisible spiritual power. He carefully mobilized a part of his spiritual power and began to try to attack the spirit shackle that bound his limbs. He thought that he would have to spend a lot of effort, but he didn't expect that this spirit shackle was actually unable to withstand his attack and was scattered.
Long Yi jumped up in a relaxed manner. The pain in all parts of his body made him grit his teeth. He lifted up his clothes and saw that his originally fair and tender skin was covered with purple patches. It seems he was properly entertained when he was unconscious. Long Yi shook his arms and legs and lightly sighed: "This body is not bad, but it's too weak. I don't know if it's too late to cultivate my AoTianJue now?" At this time, he suddenly recalled Ximen Yu's inherited Violent Dragon Douqi, and unconsciously brandished his palm as a blade. But he couldn't even use his light cyan douqi. Finally, from the memory of Ximen Yu, he learned that this Forbidden Heaven Prison of Soaring Dragon City had an extremely powerful barrier. Inside, no matter if it was douqi or magic, he couldn't use it.
"I don't know if I can use internal power here?" Long Yi muttered. He began to become more and more curious about this unknown world.
Sitting cross-legged, he silently recited the internal power chant of AoTianJue. After calming his mind, Long Yi quickly entered into a meditative state. He didn't know how long had passed, but a trace of hot qi rose from his dantian and began to flow along his meridians. Every time it circulated, it would strengthen a bit. Don't know how many circulations, Long Yi woke up from his meditative state. His face was pleasantly surprised and he didn't dare to believe it. When he entered the meditative state, he unexpectedly broke through the first layer of AoTianJue. Thinking back, it took him half a year to reach this level.
If I follow this speed, then wouldn't it take me one or two months to reach the peak of the ninth layer? Long Yi began to fantasize. One should know that he had cultivated for 25 years to reach the fifth layer. Every time he advanced to the next layer, the power was not as simple as one plus one equals two, the power would increase geometrically. But was AoTianJue really so easy to cultivate?