The angry rebukes gradually subsided. Fa Xiang didn't care about anyone else, not even the killing intent emanating from Lin Jingyu's Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand, and instead fixed his eyes on Zhang Xiaofan with a mix of concern and sorrow.

  When everyone had completely quieted down, Fa Xiang continued slowly again.

  "The murderer is my third uncle, Master Puzhi, one of the four great divine monks."

  As soon as this remark came out, it was another stir, and everyone was completely stunned.

  Zhang Xiaofan's body swayed, and then swayed again. He felt nothing anymore. It was as if the entire sky had collapsed, and he was just a very pathetic and pitiful person...

  That deep sorrow carved into his soul has transformed into a malevolent spirit, mercilessly gnawing at his heart!

  What's left after sorrow?

  On the firewood, it gradually brightened up, with a faintly glowing green light mixed with a hint of gold, but all this could not hide that layer of icy red blood light. The aura was more intense than ever before, as if the bloody breath that had been accumulating in the Blood Devouring Bead and Soul Capturing Orb for thousands of years, accompanied by the countless resentful spirits and dead souls, angrily howled out in despair, and surged into his chest!

  In the midst of chaos, the voice of the former method continued clearly: "When Master Pu Zhi came to Qingyun and met with Dao Xuan, the head of the sect, he advised that the true methods of Buddhism and Taoism be practiced together, which might have allowed them to unravel the mystery of longevity. Unexpectedly, he was politely refused by the true person in charge."

  Dào Xuán was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's right, there is such a thing."

  Fa Xiang continued: "On that day, Master Pu Zhi's uncle lost his way down the mountain and wandered into Cao Miao village. Seeing that it was already late in the day, he spent the night in a dilapidated temple within the village. It was on that very evening..."

  His voice suddenly stopped, and the great hall was silent, with no sound at all, only Zhang Xiaofan's increasingly heavy breathing could be heard.

  Fashang rationalized his emotions, calming his mind, but his gaze remained fixed on Zhang Xiaofan, saying: "It was that very night when Master Puzhi suddenly appeared with a black-clad man who broke into Caomiao Village under the cover of darkness, intending to abduct Lin Jingyu."

  Lin Jingyu was taken aback, and everyone immediately looked at him. Fa Xiang continued: "Master Pu Zhi's uncle rushed to rescue him, but unexpectedly the black-clothed man had ulterior motives. On the surface, it seemed like a kidnapping, but in reality, he wanted to deal with Master Pu Zhi's uncle and get his hands on the demonic sect's evil treasure, the Blood-Drinking Pearl!"

  Everyone was shocked and amazed.

  Fa Xiang Dao: "The Blood Bead was accidentally found by Master Pu Zhi in the Western Swamp many years ago. To prevent it from harming living beings, he sealed it with Buddhist true methods and suppressed it with the Tianyin Temple's precious 'Jade Rosary'. But I don't know how that mysterious black-robed man knew about this, first hiding the deadly Seven-Tailed Scorpion's sting on Lin Shidi's body to harm Master Pu Zhi..."

  Tian Bu Yi's expression changed suddenly: "Seven-tailed scorpion, could it be Cang Song..."

  This time, Lin Jingyu's face turned even paler.

  Fa Xiang paused for a moment, then continued: "Later, Master Pu Zhi was severely poisoned and engaged in a fierce battle with that person. He was seriously injured by the 'Divine Sword of Thunder' technique used by the black-robed man, but he managed to counterattack with the 'Mahavairocana Sutra', forcing the black-robed man to retreat. During this intense battle, Zhang Xiao Fan also arrived at the grass temple."

  The people in the Qingyun Gate looked even more unsightly, and Fa Xiang continued: "Afterwards, Master Pu Zhi knew he was bound to die, but his lifelong wish had never been fulfilled, and it was really hard for him to accept. At this moment, he suddenly came up with an extraordinary idea - to pass on the supreme Mahavairocana True Dharma of Tianyin Temple to a disciple, and then let this young boy learn Qingyun's Taoist techniques at Qingyun Gate. In this way, the two true Dharmas of Buddhism and Taoism, which were originally incompatible, could be practiced simultaneously in one person, and Master Pu Zhi's lifelong wish would also be fulfilled."

  Dao Xuan Zhenren coldly laughed and said, "Pu Zhi Dao brother is indeed formidable, with deep strategies and far-reaching plans. But I don't know why he didn't pass it on to Lin Jingyu who has better qualifications, but instead chose this Zhang Xiaofan?"

  Fa Xiang paused, saying: "Pu Zhi Shu thinks that Lin Shidi's talent is too good. If he enters the Qingyun Gate, he will definitely receive double attention from the seniors of the sect. It's just that...".

  Everyone in the Qingyun Gate looked at each other in dismay. Tian Bu Yi shook his head and said, "Impressive, impressive..."

  Fa Xiang continued, "As a result, Pu Zhi Shu also liked Zhang Shi Di's kind and simple heart, so he privately passed on the thousand-year-old Mahayana Prajna Paramita that had never been transmitted outside. Afterwards, he was afraid that if the Blood Devouring Bead was still on him, once the black-clothed person returned, it would inevitably fall into evil hands. Therefore, he handed over the Blood Devouring Bead to Zhang Shi Di and told him to find a cliff where no one knew about it and discard it. However," Fa Xiang couldn't help but sigh at this point, "Unexpectedly, Zhang Shi Di probably kept the bead with him all along because of his nostalgia for old times."

  In the grand hall, everyone finally solved a mystery. It turned out that the origin of the Blood-Drinking Bead was like this, and the Mahavairocana True Dharma on Zhang Xiaofan's body also came from this.

  At this moment, Fa Xiang's face showed a painful expression, and he slowly said: "Originally, if it were so, Master Pu Zhi would not be reckless. But no one expected that at this time, something unexpected happened... Master Pu Zhi was originally motivated by compassion for all living beings, willing to endure the suffering of the Blood-Drinking Pearl's evil power himself, in order to suppress this evil object with his own Buddhist law. Unexpectedly, over time, the Blood-Drinking Pearl's evil power secretly seeped into Master Pu Zhi's soul, and although he was protected by Buddhist law every day and didn't notice it, when he finally left Zhang Shidi and others, walked to the village, suddenly remembered that even if he had passed on the true Buddhist teachings to Zhang Shidi, he might not be able to smoothly enter Qingyun!"

  His face was pale and painful, his voice trembling slightly as he said: "At this moment, Master Pu's Buddha power has greatly decreased, invaded by evil forces, like a ghostly possession. He actually thought of killing all the villagers in Cao Tang Village, then Qingyun Gate would definitely take these two children under their wing for the sake of the orphaned children..."

  "Ah!" Lin Jingyu let out a loud roar, finally unable to hold back, and swung his Dragon-Slaying Sword at Fa Xiang. Dao Xuan hastily shouted: "Quickly, quickly block it!"

  Before he could finish speaking, Tian Bu Yi and the others had already blocked his way. Lin Jing Yu's face was covered in tears as she wailed uncontrollably, struggling against Tian Bu Yi and the others who were holding her back, her voice hoarse from screaming: "I want to kill you all, kill you all..."

  Tianyin Temple was filled with Bhikkhus Pu Hong and Pu Kong, all the monks bowed their heads, their faces full of shame, reciting Buddha's name in a low voice without stopping.

  Dao Xuan was silent for a long time, as if even he needed great mental effort to digest this unbelievable truth. After a while, he suddenly turned to Fa Xiang and asked: "Just now you said that the oil of universal wisdom is exhausted and the lamp is dry, so how did you know the true circumstances of this matter?"

  Fa Xiang fell silent for a moment, then said: "Master Pu Zhi had once made friends with an eccentric person and obtained a rare medicine called 'Three Days Must Die Pill'. After taking this medicine, no matter how severe the injury, it would stimulate the body's full potential within three days to preserve one's life. However, after three days, even if the injury was healed, death would still be inevitable. Master Pu Zhi had taken this pill and managed to rush back to Tianyin Temple within three days, explaining the cause and effect of the situation in detail to my master, Pu Hong. I was serving my master at the time and also heard about it. Now, Master Pu Zhi has fully regained consciousness, deeply regretting his past misdeeds, feeling that even a million deaths would not be enough to atone for them, and finally died with a painful cry."

  Fa Xiang gazed deeply at Zhang Xiaofan and said slowly, "Things are just like this. All these things were the fault of our Tianyin Temple's Pu Zhi Shu Shu, and have nothing to do with Zhang Xiaofan, Zhang Shi Di. Please, all you Qing Yun Men Shu Shu, don't blame him!"

  Dao Xuan Zhen Ren let out a soft sigh, exhaled a mouthful of air, and was about to speak when suddenly, in the quiet grand hall, a low, mournful laughter echoed.

  "Blame? Who's going to blame me?"

  The laughter was strange and icy, filled with endless hatred. Zhang Xiaofan, who had been keeping his head down and panting heavily, slowly, slowly lifted his head up.

  That pair of eyes was completely crimson red, like blood, with a chilling coldness that made one's hair stand on end, staring at Fa Xiang.

  Fa Xiang frowned tightly and said in a low voice: "Zhang Shidi, you must take care of your body. Let the past go... The future is still long..."

  "Go die!"

  Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan spat out these three words from between his teeth, and everyone's faces changed color. At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have transformed into another person, with a fierce aura emanating from him, his facial muscles twisted and distorted in a terrifying manner.

  "Ghost! Ghost! Another ghost has come!" King Two Shu suddenly shouted again in the distance.

  And this time, his finger was pointing at Zhang Xiaofan.

  Everyone's face changed color, and Pu Heng Master, despite his severe injuries, suddenly stood up. Zhang Xiaofan's right hand, which held the fire poker, was shining brightly, and the Blood Devouring Bead seemed to have been reborn, emitting a strong blue light mixed with the dark energy of the Soul Capturing Magic Stick, enveloping Zhang Xiaofan, making his face gradually become blurry.

  "Zhang Shidi, quickly get rid of that evil staff, you've already been invaded by the evil force..."

  "Hahahaha..."

  Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky and let out a mournful laugh, his voice piercing: "What righteousness? What justice? You've always been deceiving me. I've spent my whole life struggling to hold on, even willing to die for him to keep secrets, but what am I...?"

  He stretched out his arms and let out a long howl towards the sky: "What am I anyway..."

  This mournful and piercing sound echoes between heaven and earth, moving people's hearts and bringing tears to their eyes.

  Everyone in the field changed color, Fa Xiang flew up and said urgently: "Zhang Shidi, quickly abandon this object, otherwise you will fall into the devil's path and never recover for ten thousand kalpas..."

  Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky, seemingly oblivious to Fa Xiang's approach. The crowd held its breath as Fa Xiang was about to grab Zhang Xiaofan, but just then a soft shout came from mid-air and a white light shot out from the side, catching Fa Xiang off guard. He let out a muffled grunt in mid-air before flying backward.

  Everyone was shocked to see a green shadow flash by, and Bi Yao suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaofan, facing the countless righteous cultivators in front of her, yet she showed no fear.

  Her eyes were slightly red, obviously heartbroken for Zhang Xiaofan, and she didn't care about anyone else. She turned around, grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's hand, and said urgently: "Xiaofan, come with me! These people are all hypocrites who want to harm you!"

  Zhang Xiaofan responded vaguely, but the woman in front of him, somehow, was the only one he trusted at this desolate moment. Unconsciously, he tightened his grip on her warm hand and followed her!

  But how could these upright and righteous masters in the hall tolerate their arrogance, especially after a moment when many people recognized that Bi Yao was the only daughter of the Demon King Sect's sect master, and suddenly it blew up.

  Today, the Qingyun Gate suffered countless casualties, all courtesy of the Demon Sect. The grudge between them is as deep as a bloody sea, and it will not be settled until one side perishes. In an instant, someone has blocked their path, and others are questioning them, starting to suspect whether Zhang Xiaofan really has a connection with the Demon Sect?

  Xue Qi, Qi Hao and others' faces lost color, Tian Ling'er and others desperately argued that Zhang Xiaofan was just fighting against the demonic sect, but this voice was so weak, it was immediately overwhelmed by the angry voices.

  After a moment, the Orthodox people on the grand hall surrounded these two young men and women in the middle.

  Zhang Xiaofan stared with bloodshot eyes, his body trembling slightly, and a miserable smile that wouldn't stop. He felt like the scenes of carnage and bloodshed were replaying over and over in his mind, yet somehow it was all just a blank slate. The beliefs and convictions he had held onto for so long were completely destroyed today.

  Bi Yao was much calmer than him, at this moment tightly holding Zhang Xiao Fan's hand and standing together with him, softly saying: "Xiao Fan, don't be afraid, even if it's death, I'll also be with you!"

  Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly startled and his mind seemed to clear up for a moment.

  "Who dares to harm my daughter?"

  With a flash, the King of Ghosts appeared in the Jade Clear Palace, and everyone was stunned, instantly boiling with noise.

  After a moment, Qinglong, Youji and other Ghost King Sect members appeared one after another, surrounding Zhang Xiaofan and Bi Yao in the middle.

  The Demon King glanced around, at this moment, the Demon King sect's strength alone was somewhat inferior to the Qingyun Gate and Tianyin Temple, but he looked without any fear, standing with his hands behind his back, looking pleased with himself. He turned his head and smiled at Bi Yao: "Yao'er, take Xiao Fan and leave first."

  Bi Yao nodded, just about to take a step forward, but this kind of behavior that ignored the people of Zheng Dao would not be tolerated. Moreover, Zhang Xiao Fan's current status was special, and the two major sects, Qing Yun Men and Tian Yin Temple, could not let him go no matter what.

  "Block it!" Dao Xuan Zhen Ren said angrily.

  He took a sip and suddenly, the Orthodox masters who had been enduring for a long time surrounded him. In an instant, this broken Yuqing Hall was in chaos again. However, the situation at this moment was completely reversed from before, with the Orthodox people surrounding and attacking the Guiwang Sect.

  In the blink of an eye, the Ghost King Sect was already at a disadvantage. Bi Yao still tightly grasped Zhang Xiaofan's hand, anxiously looking around, while the Ghost King wore a smile on his face, calmly observing the situation in the arena.

  The pressure on the people in the surrounding righteous way is getting bigger and bigger, and more than a dozen people including Gui Wang Zong have been pressed into a small circle. Just as the situation was precarious, suddenly outside the Jade Clear Hall, a sharp whistle sounded, strange lights flashed wildly, and cries of horror filled the air.

  The people on the right path were shocked, and after a moment, they saw only human shadows flying around. It was indeed the Poison God, Yu Yangzi, and San Miao Xianzi leading the remaining three major demon sects to provide support.

  The powerful cultivators of the Demon Sect descended onto the battlefield one after another, instantly reversing the situation. The Poison God slowly walked over to stand beside the Ghost King, who was watching them with a pleased expression, and gazed out at the army in front of him, a smile also on his face, but he whispered: "Brother, you're ruthless!"

  The Demon King smiled slightly and said, "Elder will one day be renowned for thousands of years to come as the predecessor who risked everything for our Holy Sect, and his name will be passed down through generations of Holy Sect disciples."

  The Poison God let out a bitter laugh, glared at him and cursed in a low voice: "Bullshit!"

  The demonic sect's large army arrived, and the Qingyun Gate was already severely injured. Although Tian Nanyi and others struggled to hold on, they were outnumbered and immediately pushed back, with the situation becoming increasingly critical.

  Daoxuan Zhenren gazed at the entire scene, his eyes blazing like fire. In just one day, Qingyun Mountain, which was once sacred and inviolable, had been ravaged by these demonic cultivators, a humiliation unprecedented since the founding of the Qingyun Sect.

  But more importantly, what was crucial was the predicament at hand. In this brief moment, he made another decision and lifted his arm.

  The leaders of the four major sects in the Demon Cult have not yet made a move, and almost all eyes are fixed on Daoxuan Zhenren. At a glance, it is clear that this old thief wants to risk his life again to activate the Exterminating Immortal Sword Formation. How can they let him have his way? In an instant, four figures shot out like lightning bolts, simultaneously pouncing on Daoxuan Zhenren.

  At this moment, as if responding to some summons, the Ling Shui Qilin, which had been lying outside the Yu Qing Temple, suddenly let out a loud roar and charged in with great momentum. This ancient giant beast's strength was not inferior to that of any high-ranking cultivator. The impact of its charge was so fierce that it was no joke, and Gui Wang and others were blocked by it for a moment. In the blink of an eye, Shui Qilin had already rushed to Dao Xuan Zhen Ren's side.

  Only saw it crawling beside Dao Xuan Zhenren's body, its huge mouth opened and spat out an object, which was caught by Dao Xuan Zhenren.

  The demonic cultists were shocked, and as they looked around, they saw that it was indeed a long sword, but at this moment, it had no luster, as if it were cast from some kind of strange stone. The sword body and hilt were integrated, looking like an ordinary, unremarkable stone sword. Moreover, upon closer inspection, there seemed to be some cracks on the surface of the sword, with faint signs of wear and tear, and even a slight fracture running across the blade.

  It turns out that this ancient sword of slaying immortals is actually like this, and it's hidden in the mouth of a water qilin, which is something no one could have anticipated.

  A moment later, when the ancient sword of exterminating immortals fell into the hands of Daoxuan True Man, a strange change suddenly occurred. In an instant, an incredible scorching white light burst forth from the body of the ancient sword, and in just a moment, it completely enveloped the vast Jade Clear Palace, stunning everyone, who all stopped in their tracks.

  But in the midst of the radiance, Dao Xuan's body swayed again.

  The Demon King and others, with their vast experience and insight, didn't need to say a word, and instantly charged forward together. Tian Bu Yi and the others shouted in anger, but it was already too late to lend a hand. Unexpectedly, Dao Xuan Zhen Ren's body, although weak, was supported by the Water Qilin, his right hand holding the Exterminating Immortal Sword, swung forward, and instantly a white light like a massive wave surged forth, crashing into the Poison God and others, who were also exerting their strength. The two sides collided with a deafening crash.

  The Yuqing Hall, which was originally broken in half, suddenly collapsed with a loud noise, and the remaining walls and broken walls also collapsed. The dust flew instantly. The four people, including Gui Wang, involuntarily took a step back, their faces changed color, and the power of this ancient sword was really unimaginable.

  However, Dao Xuan True Person suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood under the sword light of the ancient sword that was shrouding him. But he didn't care about anything and forcibly climbed onto Shui Qilin's back. Shui Qilin let out a loud roar and flew towards the sky with its teeth bared and claws dancing.

  Between heaven and earth, only the sword of exterminating immortals was left, shining with a dazzling light that grew stronger. Accompanied by the sound of chanting, the brilliant seven-colored energy sword reappeared in the sky, continuously separating into single-colored energy swords, flowing with colorful lights.

  Everyone in the demonic sect turned pale, and the venomous god stomped his foot fiercely and said urgently: "This formation's power is really too great, we can't match it, let's retreat first."

  The Demon King looked at Dao Xuan's precarious appearance, but couldn't understand how someone who was heavily injured and on the verge of death could still activate such a massive and exhausting divine array. Since the array had been activated, its power was not to be underestimated, and he didn't dare risk the lives of his demonic sect disciples, so he let out a long sigh and flew up, signaling for his disciples to retreat.

  Bi Ya pulled Zhang Xiao Fan and was about to fly away, when suddenly a figure flashed in front of her. To her surprise, it was Xue Qi blocking her way, with the Tian Yue divine sword in hand, shining with blue light. Xue Qi said coldly: "Zhang is my junior brother from Qing Yun sect, let him go quickly!"

  Bi Yao gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Am I willing to let him go? You can kill me first!"

  Having said that, there is no more talk, and the heartbreaking flower is blown away by the wind.

  At this moment, the Xianjian sword array has already enveloped the top of Tongtian Peak, and the sky is gradually darkening. Someone from the Guiwang Sect saw Biyao fighting with 6 Xueqi, and immediately turned back to help. The Orthodox here also rushed out to assist, and suddenly it was chaotic again.

  Zhang Xiaofan's heart was filled with unbearable pain, and he felt a violent and murderous thought raging in his mind, a terrifying yet tempting feeling of destroying countless lives, filling his brain.

  The fire poker seemed to follow the master's mind, with red, green and gold light rotating and flowing, but it was clear that the red light was getting stronger.

  Fa Xiang watched anxiously from the side. From the day he saw Zhang Xiao Fan on Kong Sang Mountain, because of that secret reason back then, he had looked at Zhang Xiao Fan differently. At this moment, no matter what, he did not want to see Zhang Xiao Fan fall into demonic ways. In a flash, he reached out to grab the burning stick in Zhang Xiao Fan's hand.

  Bi Yao was in a great hurry, but was entangled by Xue Qi and others, so she hastily called out: "Xiao Fan, be careful!"

  Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have heard nothing and allowed Fa Xiang to grab the fire poker. Fa Xiang was overjoyed, but a moment later his face suddenly changed, and he felt a fierce and violent aura surging towards him like a tidal wave from the fire poker. The originally honest and simple Zhang Xiaofan in front of him suddenly revealed a ferocious smile, like that of an evil spirit.

  "Ah!" Fa Xiang let out a loud and mournful cry, as Zhang Xiaofan struck him heavily in the chest with a burning fire poker, spitting out fresh blood as he flew backward.

  Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the sky and let out a long howl, his eyes blazing red as he charged into the fray, fighting his way to Bi Yao's side. The burning firewood was ablaze with fierce flames, seemingly also reveling in the chaos, as it joined its master in maniacal laughter, charging towards death and bloodshed together.

  Xue Qi and others retreated one after another, no matter how they faced Zhang Xiaofan, they were unable to use their full strength. But at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have completely fallen into madness, with endless hatred in his eyes, every move aimed to take lives, and in an instant, he forced everyone back.

  Bi Yao was overjoyed and pulled Zhang Xiao Fan, saying: "Let's go!"

  The two of them suddenly rose into the air and flew out of the palace.

  At this moment, the sky was filled with sword energy like mountains and seas, and the Xian Jian formation had already launched an attack on the Demon Sect. This time, Daoxuan True Person seemed to have gone all out, not only did the sword rain fall fiercely from the sky, but also the giant seven-colored main sword in the sky was manipulated by the invisible curse, carrying the momentum of opening the sky and breaking the earth, rumbling down.

  This sword's power is not to be underestimated, one strike and the blood of nearly ten people splattered in an instant within a range of several meters, their screams were cut short as they lost their souls. The remaining force even reached Yu Yangzi who was unable to dodge, his left hand was chopped off, he let out a pained cry and his body transformed into a sharp electric light, breaking through the air as he escaped.

  At the same time, Dao Xuan Zhen Ren in the sky was also exhausted, his body swayed to one side, and he almost fell off from Shui Qian Lin's body. With great difficulty, he managed to hold on. He looked down and saw that in just a short while, more than half of the demonic sect members had escaped, but there were still a few left on Tong Tian Peak. And among these last ones, one was Zhang Xiao Fan, who was being pulled by Bi Yao as they flew away hastily.

  Dao Xuan in mid-air, has already seen Zhang Xiao Fan fall into the devil's path. Just now when he was fighting with Fa Xiang and 6 Xue Qi, his moves were ruthless and merciless, and at this moment, his expression is frantic, obviously completely unreasonable.

  However, this person has the two great true methods of Qingyunmen and Tianyinsi on his body, and in his hand, he has an extraordinary evil object. If he is released, I fear that the killing karma he will create in the future will far surpass that of ordinary demonic cultivators.

  Dao Xuan sighed softly in his heart, but his mind had already made up at this moment. Even if he would be gossiped by the world in the future, he absolutely couldn't let this calamitous fetus stay.

  At this moment, Dao Xuan Zhenren gathered his last spiritual energy, and in an instant, all the colorful energy swords in the sky burst out with a loud noise. Especially the seven-colored main sword of the formation, which was even more magnificent and larger by half, thundered down, shaking heaven and earth, like the ancient heavenly god's furious charge, rushing straight towards Zhang Xiaofan!

  "Ah!" Not to mention the people of the demonic sect, even the people of the righteous path, Tianyin Temple and Qingyunmen, everyone changed color. Tian Nanyi and Su Ru's faces turned pale, Tian Ling'er let out a scream and fainted.

  And beside her, Xue Qi tightly grasped the Tian Yue divine sword, her face pale and bloodless, even the Tian Yue in her hand slightly trembling.

  That heavenly giant sword, when it struck down, had not yet reached the ground, and a loud crash had already sounded. The ground within a radius of one zhang around Zhang Xiaofan suddenly cracked open, and a fierce gale howled, enveloping him in its midst, rendering his situation hopeless.

  Zhang Xiaofan glared with red eyes, surrounded by an invisible sword aura that he couldn't shake off. His heart was filled with unbearable grief and indignation as he stared at the terrifying giant sword in the sky, which was falling rapidly with endless killing intent. He opened his mouth to let out a frantic cry.

  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

  The sound shook the earth, and the sky changed color. The only thing that seemed to be destroying all the gods in the sky was the sword of extermination, which still showed no mercy as it struck towards him. Zhang Xiaofan was about to become a soul under the sword, his body shattered into dust.

  Suddenly, the world fell silent, even the earth-shaking momentum of the Exterminating Immortal Sword Array also paused for a moment...

  Those familiar soft and white hands that had been familiar in the years, appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, with a faint, crisp bell sound, pushing him to one side.

  As if a thousand years of silence had been broken, a gentle voice whispered softly in praise of the beloved.

  Nine gloomy spirits, all heavenly gods and demons, with my blood body, offer as sacrifice...

  She stood in the fierce wind, her slightly reddened eyes gazing at Zhang Xiaofan, and a faint smile seemed to be on her pale face.

  The wind blew up her aqua green dress, fluttering and dancing, like the most beautiful and desolate scene in the world.

  Zhang Xiaofan's heart sank.

  Suddenly, he opened his mouth to scream, but was blown back by the strong wind; He jumped up like a madman and pounced on Bi Yao, but was bounced off by a mysterious aura, with red tears flowing from his blood-red eyes, streaming down his cheeks.

  The woman in the wind, with arms outstretched, faced the sky filled with sword rain, and the giant sword that had seized all the power of heaven and earth.

  Three lives and seven reincarnations, forever falling into hell, all for love's sake, even in death I won't regret...

  A fierce gust of wind suddenly changed direction, turning into a huge whirlpool surrounding Bi Yao's body. The gentle and beautiful woman was blown up into the air by the strong wind, facing the seven-colored flowing giant sword.

  She was the only splendor in the world at that moment!

  A moment...

  Innumerable crimson mists burst out from her body in an instant, condensing into a crystal-like blood wall before her. Meanwhile, nine wisps of faint smoke floated up from her pale face and merged into the blood wall.

  That blood wall instantly boiled, like a passionate fire burning endlessly, carrying all the passion and despair to burn, bursting out with unparalleled brilliance, defying the sky!

  Against the Zhanxian Master's sword, they collided with a loud crash!

  The brilliant light is so dazzling that no one can open their eyes.

  A deafening roar that cannot be described in words shook the entire sky, and the unstoppable Xian sword flew back, causing chaos among the countless swords in the air. On Tongtian Peak, the mountain peak was violently shaken, with rocks flying everywhere, and numerous huge cracks appeared on the surface of the mountain, as if doomsday had arrived.

  In the distance, a slender and melancholic figure slowly descended from mid-air.

  In the midst of heaven and earth, everything suddenly fell silent, with only one sound, a heart-wrenching and lung-splitting scream.

  "No..."

  Endless darkness envelops the entire world, he trembles in the dark, dare not move, dare not face it, dare not wake up!

  But he finally woke up!

  Trembling hands, slowly clenched and then released, slowly opened his eyes, as if this also required all his courage.

  A simple stone room, decorated simply and unadorned. He slowly got out of bed, not daring to think about anything, even the stove by his side didn't get another glance, as if guided by something, he walked towards the door and slowly went out.

  Outside was a long corridor with many people quietly bustling about, but no matter who it was, as soon as they saw him, they immediately retreated to the side and lowered their heads.

  He walked dazedly, as if summoned by a voice. Soon, he arrived at a corner where there was a large stone chamber with the door slightly ajar. From the other end of the corner came a familiar voice, seemingly in the tone of someone named Qing Long from his memories.

  "Master Ghost, you are the greatest eccentric in the world, I beg of you, for the sake of the Holy Mother Ming Wang, save..."

  With a sigh, a low voice in the darkness said: "The Gui Wang Sect has been kind to me, and it's not that I didn't try my best. However, Miss Bi Yao used the most vicious 'Lethal Blood Curse' from our Holy Sect, also known as the Infatuated Curse. This curse uses the victim's own blood and flesh to fuel its power, absorbing their three souls and seven spirits, refining them in a reckless manner, hence its heaven-defying strength. But whoever uses this curse will inevitably have their soul scattered and never be reborn. I really had no choice!"

  Qing Long said in a rough voice: "Ghost Sir, is it..."

  "That voice cut in: 'I understand what you're saying. Indeed, Miss Biyao's treasure, the 'Hehuan Bell', at that moment, forcibly pulled down the remaining soul from her three souls and seven souls, guarding it within the bell, so the young lady's physical body was able to survive. However, this kind of soul-calling technique has long been lost for a thousand years. Only in the ancient southern wilderness, a short-lived black witch tribe was said to have had such a mysterious technique, but they too have long since become extinct. I...I'm afraid I am truly unable to help!'"

  The Azure Dragon was silent for a long time before speaking: "But, but the Sect Master has gone without eating or drinking for several days, and now he's already... Sir Ghost, he has always respected you, please advise him!"

  "That voice slowly said: 'The Ghost King Sect Master is heartbroken, and as time goes on, he will naturally get better...'"

  The green dragon wanted to say something, but suddenly its body shook, as if it had seen something. It turned its head and looked in that direction, only to see the weak and pale figure walking step by step to the door, then seeming to muster up the greatest courage, finally walked in.

  No more sound.

  The blue dragon lowered its head in silence, and in the darkness, it seemed as if someone had let out a low sigh.

  In the stone chamber, on top of a white jade pedestal, a beautiful woman lay quietly, as if in a deep sleep. Her father sat beside her, holding her hand and gazing at his daughter with a dazed expression.

  Zhang Xiaofan stared blankly, tears streaming down silently, his legs weakening, and finally he couldn't hold on any longer, sitting down beside Bi Yao.

  That gentle and serene face became an indelible mark in his lifelong memories!

  In the quiet stone chamber, there was a faint sound of sobbing, soft and choking:

  "Why are you so stupid... I haven't even told you that the person I saw in that ancient well was you..."

  Qingyun Mountain

  Little Bamboo Peak

  It's already late at night.

  Xue Qi stood silently on the mountain peak, gazing out into the distance. All she saw was the cool darkness of night, with a sky full of stars twinkling, as if mocking the worldly people struggling in the mortal world.

  The sound of footsteps echoed, and her familiar and respected master's voice sounded behind her: "Qi'er, why are you standing here again?"

  Xue Qi didn't say anything.

  Shuǐ Yuè gazed at her, suddenly sighed, walked to her side and said in a low voice: "You're thinking of that person again?"

  Xue Qi fell silent, a pained expression suddenly appearing on her face. "Master," she said, "it wasn't supposed to be like this... it shouldn't have turned out like this!"

  Shuǐ Yuè seemed to have fallen silent as well, and only after a long while did she speak softly: "This is all fate, Qí ér. In the future when you meet him again, you will be sworn enemies who cannot live under the same sky; you must remember this clearly."

  She sighed and turned away.

  Only Xue Qi was left standing alone, the mountain wind blew, and she felt a chill run down her body. She gazed silently into the distance, whispering in a voice that only she could hear: "When I see him again..."

  The cool night was like water, shining on her lonely figure.