The Sword Tomb was where the swords of countless true Sword Cultivators, who died in battle since the Qing Jian Sect's founding generation, were buried alongside their masters.

Later, as the Qing Jian Sect no longer solely focused on sword cultivation, this Sword Tomb gradually became the burial ground for successive generations of Elders.

To become an Elder of the Qing Jian Sect, one's cultivation had to be at least at the Golden Core Stage.

Therefore, this place contained a large number of powerful Yin Souls.

Yang Che came here to collect these Yin Souls and then refine them into pure Soul Origin using the secret method Tianxie Ziyin left in the Jade Slip.

There was a Formation Restriction at the entrance to the Sword Tomb.

Yang Che took out his Disciple Token, placed it directly on the Restriction's light screen, and easily entered the Sword Tomb.

In the gloomy graveyard, numerous broken and mottled ancient swords were stuck at angles.

Among these ancient swords, Yin Souls were visibly swimming, and where they passed, gusts of Cold Wind blew, sending shivers down one's spine.

Yang Che's gaze was cold as he directly took out an ink-black bowl-shaped Magical Artifact, injected his magical power, and began to chant incantations.

Before long, a large number of Yin Souls quickly gathered, but only a very few weaker Yin Souls were forcibly sucked into the bowl.

The other Yin Souls seemed to sense danger and immediately launched an attack on Yang Che.

The Yin Souls gathered, emitting eerie sounds.

Yang Che had never heard such sounds before, so when they entered his ears, he felt as if he had entered the Nine Nether Hell.

Countless sinister ghosts all around him bared their fangs and claws, lunging at him.

Yang Che sneered inwardly, and the Nine Heart Thunder Flame instantly surged forth.

Immediately, countless sharp screams rang out, and a large number of Yin Souls seemed to have seen something incredibly terrifying, scrambling to get away.

Yang Che seized the opportunity to once again summon the bowl-shaped Magical Artifact, sucking a large number of Yin Souls into it.

Seeing that he had collected enough, Yang Che immediately sat cross-legged and began to refine these Yin Souls according to Tianxie Ziyin's secret method.

The refining process consumed an extreme amount of Divine Sense.

Yang Che once again felt the inadequacy of his Divine Sense strength.

After refining all these Yin Souls, a wave of weakness and fatigue swept over Yang Che's brain.

He put away the bowl-shaped Magical Artifact, and just as Yang Che was about to return to Sword Four Peak, two half-masked Disciples suddenly appeared from somewhere within the Sword Tomb.

These two Disciples were tall and slender, one a Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivator and the other a Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Cultivator.

After appearing, they blocked Yang Che's path, one in front and one behind.

Before Yang Che could speak, the Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivator immediately said, "Hand over the secret method you just used to refine Yin Souls, or die."

His tone was decisive, indicating he was not someone easy to deal with.

Yang Che asked in confusion, "Don't you recognize me?"

The two Disciples couldn't help but exchange glances, showing a very brief look of surprise.

"Who cares who you are. I'll say it one last time, hand over the secret method for refining Yin Souls within three breaths, or die."

The Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivator's voice grew increasingly sinister and cold.

Yang Che's expression was calm, and he suddenly asked again, "Which Peak's Disciples are you?"

"Kill him."

The Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Cultivator's words were filled with icy killing intent from the start.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivator directly conjured a black mist Flying Sword, slashing straight at Yang Che's neck.

Yang Che's heart sank, realizing these two strange Disciples were actually from the Demonic Sect.

It seemed the Qing Jian Sect had been infiltrated.

This was a bit troublesome.

Yang Che's expression turned cold, and he directly ignored the incoming black mist Flying Sword; three hundred and sixty Flying Fire Needles instantly condensed into a sharp cone, directly piercing through the Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivator's glabella.

Meanwhile, the black mist Flying Sword struck Yang Che and directly shattered.

Yang Che, whose true cultivation was already at the Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase, possessed a dual Dantian, meaning that even by the most common comparison, he was equivalent to two ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivators.

Therefore, this Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Demonic Cultivator was instantly killed by Yang Che's unexpected move, completely unprepared.

When the Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Demonic Cultivator saw Yang Che's Flying Needles Magical Artifact, the image of Yang Che, the Qi Refining Cultivator Senior Brother Wu Chan specifically wanted to kill, immediately flooded his mind.

A sense of absurdity and incomprehensible strangeness welled up in his heart.

This Yang Che could actually ignore attacks and instantly kill a Foundation Establishment Stage Middle Phase Cultivator, which undoubtedly filled him with fear.

Because in the same situation, he questioned whether he could ever achieve such a feat.

Just as the Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Demonic Cultivator had the thought of escaping and immediately turned to fly away, a strangely fast Flying Sword suddenly caught up and pierced through the back of his head.

"Flying Sword... Talisman Treasure..."

Along with the Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Demonic Cultivator's extremely unwilling and difficult murmur, he fell to the ground, dying with resentment.

Yang Che collected the two Storage Pouches and conjured a fireball to burn them to ashes before leaving the Sword Tomb and flying back to Sword Four Peak.

Along the way, he didn't forget to send a message to Sima Shishu, reporting that Demonic Sect Disciples had very likely infiltrated the Sect.

As for how to investigate, that was the Sword Gate Hall's business.

However, at this critical moment of the entire Sect's impending relocation, the sudden infiltration of Demonic Sect Disciples, if the news leaked, would be very detrimental to the Qing Jian Sect.

Yang Che could only manage Sword Four Peak; he couldn't concern himself with the matters of the other main peaks and outer peaks.

His current plan was to quietly await news from Ancestor Niu of Sword Two Peak while also diligently working to awaken Tianxie Ziyin and then absorb the Spiritual Vein of the Red Ripple Secret Realm into the Magic Stone Space.

He entered the Red Ripple Secret Realm.

Yang Che directly entered the Void Illusion Magic Stone Space.

He quickly arrived in front of the 'Purple King Pavilion'.

Yang Che took out the bowl-shaped Magical Artifact and aimed it at the pavilion.

Immediately after, he continuously cast complex and strange hand seals onto it.

Soon, a tiny, hair-thin wisp of Soul Origin from within the bowl rushed into the Purple King Pavilion and vanished without a trace.

After completing all this, Yang Che became even weaker, his expression quite listless.

"It seems that matters involving the Soul are not only bizarre but also extremely taxing on Divine Sense."

Yang Che walked into the Tongyou Medicine Garden, sat cross-legged beside the Spirit Eye Tree, and began to restore his Divine Sense.

Several days later, Yang Che's Divine Sense recovered, and he went to the back mountain's Sword Tomb again, repeating the process.

After three consecutive times like this, Yang Che stopped going to the Sword Tomb and instead began to refine pills again.

Following the Pill Formula given by Tianxie Ziyin, and after consuming a large amount of precious Spirit Medicine that caused him extreme heartache, he finally refined a single, soybean-sized, glowing white pill.

"Is this the 'soul awakening pill'?"

Yang Che held it in his palm and studied it for a long time.

Although the consumed Spirit Medicine caused him extreme heartache, the thought that if he could successfully awaken Tianxie Ziyin and then bring the Spiritual Vein of the Red Ripple Secret Realm into this Magic Stone Space, everything would be worth it.

Arriving at the Purple King Pavilion, Yang Che once again cast a strange hand seal onto the soul awakening pill, then directly flicked the pill into the Purple King Pavilion.

Afterward, Yang Che sat cross-legged, waiting quietly with a hint of apprehension.

For the first few days, there was no movement from the Purple King Pavilion.

Yang Che couldn't help but grow a little anxious.

After patiently waiting a few more days, the courtyard gate of the Purple King Pavilion suddenly creaked open.

When Tianxie Ziyin walked out.

Yang Che suddenly noticed that she seemed somewhat different.