This haunted mansion looks extremely dilapidated, with half of the courtyard walls collapsed. Under the dim night sky, it appears eerily ominous.

  "No time!"

  Guo Ye held the Xuan Huang sword in his hand, wanting to split the door open with one sword and then rush in to kill Wang Niang Su's true body.

  "Boom!"

  The entire Ghost Temple suddenly stirred up a black ripple, and a thick beam of light burst forth, sending Guo Yi flying out.

  Hei Du Dao said: "Wang Niang Su has set up a Heavenly Way seal in the Ghost Temple, only those with cultivation higher than hers can break through the seal and enter the Ghost Temple."

  "What?" Hua Erlou was so angry that she wanted to tear the Black Skull apart. Who knows what level of cultivation Wang Nangsu has reached now? Where can you find someone with a higher cultivation than hers?

  "Alright, let Ximen Wolf try to transform me into Wang Nangsu's appearance." Guo Yao thought of the only way out, although it may not be effective, but he could only make do with what he had.

  Ximen Wolf and Nangong Sheep's fleshly transformation technique has become so sophisticated that it can deceive even the most discerning eye, perhaps even fooling the seals to gain entry into Guiyuan.

  "Who would have thought that I, a wise and powerful man for all my life, would one day turn into a woman, an old woman at that."

  Ximen's body began to change rapidly, emitting a series of crackling sounds like frying beans. His hair turned white, his face wrinkled, and his plump body became hunched over, quickly transforming into an exact replica of the old crone in the sky.

  Hua Er Lou pushed "her" over with one hand, and everyone held their breath at this moment, success or failure depended on this move.

  Ximen Wolf was also sweating coldly at this time, his two feet were trembling wildly, and his thighs had already started cramping, but he still gritted his teeth and stepped forward towards the gate.

  "Bang!"

  Ximen Wolf took a step into the Ghost Yard, and his whole body was like it had been drained of energy, with all his clothes soaked in sweat.

  "Alright, succeeded!"

  Hua Er Lou directly hugged the black skull tightly and kissed it, Nan Gong Yang was also excited, shouting: "Xi Men, what are you still stunned for? Hurry up and find Wang Niang Su's true body, you're about to become a hero who saves the world, don't you feel a lot of psychological pressure?"

  Since Wang Niangsu dared to put her true body in this ghost temple, it means that the dangers in this ghost temple have been cleared by her. It can be said that at this moment, the crisis of the ancient Xuan domain's great world has been resolved, and everyone is venting their excitement and excitement in different ways.

  But Guo Yi was more anxious than anyone else at this time, and turned into a shocking thunderbolt flying towards the direction of the Divine Spirit Mausoleum.

  The lives and deaths of the eleven seniors of Zheng Dao are of course most important to Liu Yanran's life and death. The great calamity of Gu Xuan Yu has been lifted, but the stone in Guo Yao's heart hangs even heavier.

  "Boom!"

  Guo Yifei was halfway through, only to see the sky above where Wang Niangsu transformed into a wisp of black smoke. The nine divine coffins were re-covered and transformed into a hundred-meter size, flying into the Divine Spirit Mausoleum. The rolling blood clouds in the sky also began to disperse, and the entire world became calm at this moment.

  "The great calamity has passed, and the heavenly way should now flourish!"

  One of the three great immortal holy lands, Xuán Jī Mountain, a white-haired Taoist stood at the summit's peak gazing out towards the south, suddenly bursting into loud laughter, his voice piercing through the clouds and entering the blue sky.

  On top of the five great peaks of Mount Shengwu, there was also an old man standing on each peak. At this time, the five peak masters were also laughing and then returned to their caves to practice meditation.

  A group of old monks on the Bodhi Mountain knelt down facing south, with faint smiles on their faces, and the loud bell sounds echoed outside the temple for a long time.

  ……

  The cultivators of the entire Ancient Mysterious Domain felt that the pressure coming from the south had disappeared at this moment, and they all let out a sigh of relief. They laughed loudly at their disciples: "Peace has been restored to the world, we should celebrate for three days."

  The divine tomb was still shrouded in a faint aura of blood, with eleven light points drifting and floating in the bloody mist. In the center of the eleven light points, an even brighter light point floated, like a bright lamp illuminating, its radiance suspending nine divine coffins in mid-air.

  Guo Yi finally let out a sigh of relief, as Liu Yanran and all eleven Orthodox seniors were still alive.

  Nine divine coffins slowly rotated, drawing the remaining blood energy into the coffin. When the blood energy dissipated, it was the time when the great calamity truly dissolved.

  Kwok Yat looked very relaxed and comfortable at this time, sitting in front of a huge tombstone, staring at the blood fog that was about to disappear completely.

  "Whoosh!"

  This is Hua Erlou, Ximen Wolf, and Nan Gong Yang also flew from the edge of the sky. Ximen Wolf burst out laughing: "I'm the one who saved the eleven great masters of the Orthodox School now, I wonder how they will thank me? Haha!"

  Just as the blood mist was about to completely disappear, three figures flew out of the Divine Spirit Graveyard. They were all wearing red clothes and were the Three Great Sword Sects of Longyuan Imperial Sword Garden. The three of them had a deep-seated hatred for Guo Yi. Seeing that Guo Yi was right in front of them, they wouldn't let him off easily. Jian Yixin and Jian Yiyi drew out the Longyuan Swords from their backs and flew towards Guo Yi with their swords.

  The two of them were not as powerful as Guo Yi now, the two Dragon Abyss swords moved like a hot knife through butter, directly piercing Guo Yi's body and then nailing him to the tombstone behind him.

  Jian Yiqi's Longyuan sword was struck and broken by a single rod of Sisi, at this time his face was also ferocious, he slapped a palm towards Guo Yao, almost crushing his body.

  No!

  Liu Yanran was alone, supporting the nine divine coffins. She was only a thread away from absorbing all the blood energy outside the coffins, but no one expected that the three major sword sects that were supposed to assist her would suddenly desert and even kill Guo Yi. The nine divine coffins immediately began to shake violently again, and the blood energy that had been absorbed seemed to be leaking out once more.

  The three great sword sects heard the cry of Liu Yanran and immediately took off, turning into three wisps of smoke that flew out of the Divine Spirit Mausoleum.

  The old beggar was so angry that he spat blood: "These three old bastards, if they fell into my hands, I would castrate them."

  Liu Yanran no longer had the mind to control the nine divine coffins, her entire attention had already shifted to Guo Yao. At this time, the corpses on the tombstones were all cold, and Guo Yao's life was already cut off.

  Now with three fewer people grasping the divine coffin, and adding to Liu Yanran's uneasy mood, the nine divine coffins suddenly became extremely unstable. Suddenly, a strange pattern appeared at the bottom of the divine coffin, and the nine divine coffins suddenly surged in light, transforming into nine blood-colored divine lights that rushed into Liu Yanran's body.

  "What just happened?" The remaining eight great masters of Zheng Dao were all unaware why such a change had occurred.

  Feng Shuangzi's fingers moved swiftly, her face was solemn, and she cursed loudly: "The three major sword sects are simply a mess, now the heavenly mechanism has become even more unstable."

  Ye Yin Hui also deduced, and after a while, he sighed: "So that's how it is. Originally, Liu Niang had already recovered one of the divine coffins and was its master, but just now, the three major sword sects suddenly broke away from the divine coffin's trigger, causing the nine divine coffins to merge into one body, and unexpectedly allowed Liu Niang to simultaneously take all nine coffins into her body."

  "It's not that simple, the power of the nine divine coffins is too great, and Liu Shi Zhu can't control it at all. There are too many unstable factors in this." Ku Nan and Shang looked at Guo Yi who was nailed to the tombstone and sighed deeply.

  Feng Shuangzi nodded and said, "The origin of these nine divine coffins is quite terrifying, they can be easily manipulated by the Heavenly Dao. To avoid unstable factors from occurring, she must be taken to a place where the Heavenly Dao cannot detect her."

  "What? Old Cow Nose, what do you mean? Are you going to imprison her?" The old beggar's face changed slightly.

  "This is an unavoidable measure, at least she must be imprisoned until she can fully control the nine divine coffins, only then may there be no more variables."

  "How long will it take?" The old beggar asked with some reluctance.

  "At least five thousand years." Feng Shuangzi closed his eyes, unable to continue speaking.

  Ye Yin Hui was the first to object, saying: "No way, absolutely not, a young woman in her prime being imprisoned for five thousand years, who can bear such loneliness?"

  Just then, Liu Yanran slowly woke up and burst into loud crying, rushing towards the direction where Guo Yao was nailed to death. However, she was stopped by eight Orthodox masters, Feng Shuangzi said: "Miss Liu, please don't get excited, otherwise it may trigger the evil change of the divine coffin."

  "Get out of my way, I'm going to take a look at him, I'm going to kill the Three Great Sword Sects." Liu Yanran cried out, but the eight great Orthodox masters immediately knelt down in front of her and said, "Please, miss, think thrice."

  The abbot of bitter hardship suddenly said: "As long as Master Liu Shi is willing to be imprisoned for five thousand years, I have a way to save Brother Guo."

  "Do you have a way?" Liu Yanran rushed to the feet of the monk who was suffering, tears streaming down her face, and cried out: "Master, do you have a way to revive the dead?"

  Kusen and Shodao said: "There is, but..."

  "I'm willing, I'm willing to be imprisoned for 50,000 years, 500,000 years I'm also willing... Please, you must save him." Yanran's eyes cried out drop by drop of fresh blood, dyeing her pale face red, and staining the blue clothes on her body red.

  Lian Xuan Huang Zi and Xuan Di Zi, two old Taoists who had not cried for 2,000 years, were now both crying with tears streaming down their faces. Xuan Huang Zi said: "At the top of Xuan Ji Mountain, there is a Xuan Ji Cold Pool, which has been covered by thick ice for ten thousand years and is nine thousand feet deep, capable of obscuring the Heavenly Way."

  Xuan Di Zi also said: "If Miss Liu is imprisoned at the bottom of Xuanji Pond, this 5,000-year-old Taoist will serve you tea and water."

  The old beggar also wiped his tears onto his body, saying: "You two old cow noses must be careful. If the news leaks out, I'm afraid it won't take long for Guo Xiazi to reach great completion and lead a group of people to kill their way up Xuanji Mountain to rescue someone. If that happens, I reckon this sacred place for cultivating immortals will also be razed to the ground."

  Yin Baihe suddenly thought of a key question and looked at the Suffering Master with some sadness, saying: "Master, are you going to use that method to save people?"

  The old beggar seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly laughed more miserably than crying. He then looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, wailing loudly: "Bodhi, your junior brother is more promising than you, letting me shed all my tears from several thousand years."

  The Master of Misery smiled faintly: "After I die, I will leave behind a sarira. Give it to Guo Xiao for him to take, and he should be able to come back from the dead. This sarira contains my 3,600 years of cultivation. If given ten years' time, he should be able to fully absorb the Buddha's power within, and by then his cultivation will be on par with mine now."

  The Great Master of Suffering had a faint smile on his face, and his body began to ignite with a golden flame. After the flames went out, only a string of green Buddhist beads and a golden sarira bead the size of the Buddhist beads remained on the ground.

  Liu Yanran slowly picked up the Buddhist beads and sarira, then deeply bowed and tears fell: "What I promised to the master, I have no regrets."

  The remaining seven masters of Zhengdao were all silent, their mood as heavy as if they were being pressed down by a great mountain.

  Mystic Pond, forbidden red makeup, a generation of beauties imprisoned for five thousand years! The pond bottom has no gratitude or resentment, but the beauty's hair turned white!

  In the cemetery of gods, there is a gloomy and desolate atmosphere on one side, while on the other side, there are constant curses.

  "Three Great Sword Sects, I'll screw your ancestors! Three bastards, three pieces of trash..."

  Hua Er Lou took Guo Yi's body down from the tombstone, his eyes cold as a knife: "Boss, I will definitely help you flatten Longyuan Yujian Garden, I want to exterminate their whole family and let none of them survive."

  Nangong Yang also angrily said: "Fine, the male is yours, the female is ours to deal with. I don't believe we can't eliminate a Longyuan Yujian Garden."

  Liu Yanran's eyes were bloodshot, and she flew out of the Divine Spirit Graveyard, taking Guo Yao from Hua Er Lou's hands. She put the Buddhist rosary of the Great Master of Suffering around his neck and fed him a relic. Holding him, she smiled beautifully and said: "I'm about to leave for five thousand years, so forget me!"

  "Eldest sister, don't scare me, my eldest brother has suffered enough already. Miss SiSi has left, are you going to leave too?"

  "I have to go." Liu Yanran tightly hugged Guo Yao in her arms and burst into tears.

  "How long will it take?"

  "Five thousand years, perhaps even longer!"

  "He's going crazy!" Hua Er Lou also burst into tears.

  "Then tell him I'm already dead."

  "Will he believe it?" Hua Er Lou would rather die than deceive Guo Yi.

  Liu Yanran said: "I believe you are his best brother, you will definitely make him believe that only if he thinks I'm dead, the rest of his life won't be so painful."

  "Hua Er Lou shouted: 'Do you think that our boss is the kind of man who would easily fall in love with another woman? Five thousand years, even fifty thousand years, he will wait for you.'"

  Liu Yanran slowly put down Guo Yi and said: "But I don't want him to accompany me in loneliness for five thousand years."

  Liu Yanran has already gone to Xuangong Mountain with Xuang Huangzi and Xuang Dizi, the others are also very complicated in their mood, they all let out a long sigh, then leave.

  Hua Er Lou carried Guo Yi on his back, walking and wiping away tears, saying: "Heavens! Why is it that when it's clearly someone else's fault, I'm the one who has to play the villain? What am I supposed to say to get out of this? Dammit, one day when Eldest Brother's cultivation is complete, I'll definitely accompany him in killing our way up Xuanji Mountain. I'll spend money to buy both of the world's two greatest assassination organizations... and still not believe we can't rescue the person..."

  Ye Yin Hui stood atop a great mountain, gazing out at the two figures who had long since disappeared into the distance. She sighed and said: "No matter how deeply in love two people are, they cannot escape the arrangements of fate; no matter how profound their emotions, they cannot withstand the ravages of time. I only hope that before long, a great and earth-shaking battle will erupt on Xuán Jī Mountain, one that disregards all consequences, for the sake of that unwavering devotion to love - that would be enough!"

  ……

  Oh! It's a bit sad to write this! I hope everyone can accept it, and also lay the groundwork for what's coming next! One story has ended, but Guo Yao's journey is just beginning. The future will be even more exciting, and I hope for your continued support! Of course, I also want to hear about your feelings, so please leave a comment in the book review section!

  There is still one more chapter tonight!