The sunshine still shines all over the land, but Guo Yi's heart is shrouded in gloom!

  Liu Yanran also smiled somewhat bitterly and said: "You could have chased her back."

  "What's the difference, it just hurts her even more." Guo Yi took a deep breath, but it didn't make his heart feel any better.

  After hearing Guo Yi's words, Liu Yanran suddenly understood the meaning behind them and her face lit up with joy: "Only love can hurt oneself, only not loving can hurt others. Since you don't love her, then who do you love?"

  Guo Yi didn't say anything, he just looked at her with his eyes.

  "Could it be that ruthless and sacred maiden?" asked Liu Yanran.

  "What did you do to her?" Guo Yi suddenly thought of another woman he had wronged.

  Liu Yanran's face didn't look good: "Why are you so tense? It seems like you really like her, what a pity..."

  "How can you be so cruel and heartless? I was still good to you..."

  "You're still deeply in love with me, aren't you! Hehe, seeing how angry you are, let me tell you, she's not dead, but she thinks you're already dead, so she's no threat to me, and I didn't need to kill her. Otherwise, it would have only made you unhappy." Yanran smiled very happily, as if she had secretly eaten honey.

  Guo Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that this was for the best. Since she thought he was dead, she wouldn't think about him again, and perhaps before long, she would forget about him altogether.

  But our Guo Ershao has forgotten a premise, what if the two meet again? Maybe he didn't think about it at all.

  The old beggar sighed on the old locust tree: "Little boy, I didn't expect you to be a romantic like me, but you're happier than me. You've hooked up with four women, each one beautiful and charming."

  Guo Yi's face changed, but Liu Yanran changed even faster, coldly saying: "Four? And where is the other one?"

  "Don't listen to that old fool's nonsense, where did four come from? I'm not a stud horse?" Guo Yi felt his heart skip a beat.

  The old beggar continued to fan the flames and said, "Young man, when have I ever spoken nonsense? You dare say you've never had any improper thoughts about that girl?"

  "It has happened, but I just casually mentioned it." Guo Yi hastily said.

  Liu Yanran stepped forward step by step, while Guo Yi retreated step by step. A smile never left her face: "Really? Where is she now?"

  Guo Yi did have feelings for Yan Honglei, which he had to admit himself, but those feelings weren't love. The only one he loved was Liu Yanran. As for Li Xiaoyan, it might just be a naive liking, this liking was above feeling but below love.

  Guo Yan dare not tell Yanzhi where the red tear is, to know that our beautiful woman's cultivation itself is terrifyingly boundless, and now it has increased by more than a hundred times. Nobody knows what height she has reached now, perhaps even Feng Shuangzi, the number one master of the righteous path, is no longer her match. If Guo Yan tells her, on the second day, Liu Yanran will surely kill her way up to Mount Shengwu and eliminate that potential threat. Women can indeed be very frightening creatures at times.

  Guo Yeshen took a deep breath, knowing he couldn't easily get away with it, so he decided to use the transfer method, forcing himself to appear calm and composed. He said somewhat wistfully: "She is my fiancée, arranged by our families when we were young. Her name is Su E, and she's the number one talent and beauty in our city of Xinjing. But I don't have any feelings for her at all. I hate this kind of arranged marriage, it completely disregards one's own emotions and will. Now do you understand?"

  Guo Yi indeed had a fiancée named Su E, but after the Guo family was exterminated, Guo Yi escaped to the ancient Xuan domain's great world. A year has passed, and no one knows whether the beauty of yesteryear has already become another man's wife.

  Liu Yanran listened to Guo Yao's words and suddenly became interested, happily saying: "Your family actually has such an interesting thing, pointing to the abdomen as a marriage, it must be your father who made the decision."

  "I've never seen my father or mother, nor do I know if they're alive or dead." Guo Ye shook his head, somewhat speechless: "It was my older brother who helped me arrange this marriage. Listening to it sounds strange, and in fact, it's just that strange. This older brother really has a knack for it, casually pointing out a beautiful woman for me, and my grandmother even said that my brother's matchmaking had deep meaning, unfortunately I still haven't figured it out."

  "Boom!"

  Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in from the sky, shrouding the vast expanse of heaven and earth. The entire sky turned gloomy once again, with thunderclaps and flashes of lightning gathering at the horizon. On the ground, not a blade of grass grew, and corpse water flowed endlessly. Wild graves burst forth from beneath the earth, and everything returned to its former desolate state. The entire land underwent another heaven-shaking transformation.

  "What's going on? Is it thundering? Is it raining?"

  Shuang Sheng jumped down from the old locust tree, gazing out at the sky curtain beyond. The eight divine coffins had all transformed into a thousand-mile-long spectacle, completely shrouding the entire sky curtain. Bolts of electric snakes danced wildly between the coffins, emitting an aura that stunned the heart.

  Liu Yanran's face changed slightly, her fingers constantly pinching, a small and exquisite divine coffin flew out of her palm, and she calculated together. After three breaths, her fingers stopped, and she said coldly: "I've been had, someone entered the Divine Spirit Mausoleum after me and wants to subdue the remaining eight divine coffins."

  The divine coffin in Yanran's hand was one of the nine divine coffins in the Divine Spirit Graveyard, and it was a divine treasure that could penetrate through heaven. With one divine coffin, one would be invincible under the heavens; what need was there to obtain eight?

  Feng Shuangzi shook his head directly: "The variable has finally arrived!"

  Liu Yanran's expression turned cold and stern as she said to Guo Yao, "Go and release the seniors. I want to see who it is that is so clever and cunning, managing to deceive even me."

  After finishing speaking, Liu Yanran transformed into a long rainbow and flew towards the direction of the Divine Spirit Mausoleum.

  Hua Er Lou and Shuang Sheng were both frightened at this time, and they asked in unison: "What should we do now?"

  Guo Yi was somewhat worried about Liu Yanran and said: "Let go of all the seniors, they should have a way to resolve this crisis."

  Several people nodded at the same time and took action to release the eleven righteous predecessors who were tied up, as well as Shi Gong Wuxing Tian.

  "A few seniors have been redeemed." Guo Yi knelt down on the ground with reverence, knocking three loud heads to express his apology in his heart.

  The old beggar was very pleased, seemingly enjoying the sight of Guo Yifei kowtowing. He laughed and said: "Youngster, give me two more kowtows and I won't pursue the matter of you leaving me on the tree for two days and two nights to drink the cool breeze."

  At this time, the old beggar grabbed two handfuls of mud from the ground and smeared it on his face, and no one recognized who he was.

  The Grandmaster of Misery saw Guo Yi suddenly kneel down to a few people, nodded and smiled: "A man's knees have gold, Guo Xiaoshizhu's conscience is not yet extinguished, it's really happy and congratulatory, I don't know if there's any interest in going to Bodhi Mountain to become a monk, and will definitely be a godly monk in the future."

  Guo Yan sighed: "If I were to go to Bodhi Mountain to become a monk, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before Bodhi Mountain would be leveled by people."

  The Great Master of Suffering suddenly thought of Liu Yanran's profound and unfathomable cultivation, and his face changed drastically. He said, "It would be better for that little donor not to enter any temple in this life, otherwise he will surely bring a disastrous calamity to my Buddhist sect."

  Feng Shuangzi gazed up at the eight divine coffins in the sky, his voice heavy with determination: "We will also go and see who it is that has disrupted the heavenly mechanism. This battle must be decided by a single, decisive blow."

  "Alright, I'll follow your advice."

  Everyone present, except for the old beggar and Ye Yin Hui, were all juniors of Feng Shuangzi. With his extremely high cultivation, he naturally became the person with the most say. Even the three major sword sects had put away their arrogant expressions and stood obediently behind Feng Shuangzi. However, they shot a venomous glance at Guo Yao, clearly not taking this matter as lightly as everyone else. It was obvious that if they got the chance, they would definitely not show mercy to Guo Yao and would take his life.

  "Alright, let's go!"

  Eleven cultivators of the Orthodox Way, all of whom had attained Transcendent Unity, simultaneously sprang into action. They transformed into eleven long rainbows that shot straight into the rolling black clouds and sped towards the Divine Spirit Mausoleum.

  Guo Yiwang gazed at the figures of the eleven seniors, and his heart suddenly surged with heroic spirit, boiling with hot blood, wanting to follow them into battle as well.

  Eleven Orthodox masters have left, but Corpse Uncle Wu Xing Tian stayed behind. He patted his own bald head and gazed at the horizon with a long sigh: "There are eleven more corpses now. After these eleven people died, the Orthodox will surely decline for thousands of years, while the Evil Path will prosper greatly."

  Kuo Yeben was about to head to the Spirit's Graveyard when he suddenly heard his words, and immediately stopped in his tracks, hastily asking: "Do you know something?"

  "I'm sure those eleven people and that woman from before are all dead." Wu Xing Tian said with certainty.

  "Damn it, this bastard must know a lot of things, we have to make him spit everything out."

  Ximen Lang and Nangong Yang also remained expressionless, hastily saying: "When Miss Si knocked him unconscious, he was already close to the Divine Spirit Mausoleum at that time. This old fellow must know who the last person to play tricks is."

  Wu Xing Tian Lang laughed: "Even if I knew, what could you do? Can a few of you little brats still tie me up?"

  Wu Xing Tian is one of the three giants of Baigu Mountain, with strength comparable to that of the Great Master of Suffering. He is also an old man who has been cultivating for several thousand years, and in his eyes, the cultivation of Guo Yao and others is indeed not enough to be seen.

  "Bang!"

  Wu Xing Tian only felt his head spinning, and suddenly he was knocked to the ground again, directly fainting. A red wooden coffin fell from the sky, pressing down on his body, almost crushing him into a meat pie.

  "Second Master, a shocking change has occurred in the Spirit's Graveyard. Should we leave this place immediately?" A voice came from within the red wooden coffin.

  Hua Er Lou glanced at Guo Yi, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't believe this old baldy's words, there must be a way to resolve this great calamity."

  Shuang Sheng's hands and feet moved quickly, tying Wu Xing Tian up again and throwing him into the wine shed. Guo Yi and Hua Er Lou sat on two stools, determined to thoroughly interrogate this old fellow.

  "Pour water on him." Guo Yi ordered.

  Shuang Sheng was like two evil spirits, emitting a cold laugh, pouring a bucket of scalding hot wine onto Wu Xing Tian's face, instantly scalding him awake.

  "You young ones are simply audacious. " Wu Xing Tian was tied up by over a dozen nine-strand dragon ropes, completely unable to move from head to toe.

  Kuo Yeh and Hua Er Lou laughed loudly at the same time, Ximen Wolf smiled: "We old men have nothing, just a strong heart, I not only tie you up, but also whip you."

  Ximen Wolf went up and slapped Wu Xing Tian's two big ears, but Wu Xing Tian was fine, and instead, Ximen Wolf almost had his hand broken.

  Wu Xing Tian laughed and said: "Little ones, my physical body has long reached the indestructible state of Vajra, you think you can hurt me even a little, truly a foolish dream."

  "Is that so?" Guo Yi sneered, taking out the Xuan Huang Sword and the Xuan Di Sword. "I wonder if they can peel off your flesh piece by piece."

  "Impossible! How could the life-bound swords of Xuan Huangzi and Xuan Dizi be in your hands?" Wu Xingtian finally revealed a look of shock.

  "They lent it to me to play with, are you not satisfied?" Guo Yi laughed and said: "Old rascal, just confess everything you know, otherwise I'll chop you into 180,000 pieces and roast them one by one for them to eat."

  "Nonsense, who can stomach the meat of this old stuff?" Ximen Lang and Nan Gong Yang expressed their disgust, while Hua Er Lou directly spat it out.

  "Wu Xing Tian Lang laughed loudly: 'Haha, you're too young, I've seen all sorts of storms and waves. You can try to cut if you want, but your lover and those eleven top-notch Orthodox experts will definitely die.'"

  "This is terrible! This old man is so stubborn, what can we do?" asked Hua Er Lou.

  "This is forcing me to use my ultimate move." Guo Yi's face sank: "Nangong, give him Spring Heart Twelve Butterflies; Ximen, go and tie up that wine-brewing skull for me."

  Ximen Wolf and Nangong Yang's faces turned pale at the same time, saying: "Will this be too cruel?"

  "Nothing can be done, a strong man has to take drastic measures." Guo Ye said.