The fan suddenly spun, and a plume of poisonous smoke spread out.

Aoqian reacted quickly, shielding himself from the poisonous smoke. Zelin tried to escape, but Aoqian intercepted him.

“You are Ze Lin, yet you are not Ze Lin. You can produce the Myriad Mirror, and your attitude towards it is very strange. Your identity is a mystery, and you deliberately released your true form as bait to lure me here. Don’t you just want to kill me with your own hands?”

Ao Qian revealed Ze Lin's purpose.

Just now, Ze Lin claimed that he had sensed his true form, but only Ao Qian knew that if Ze Lin hadn't done it intentionally, how could he have found him so accurately in such a short time?

Ze Lin's true purpose was simply to avoid making a decision for Song Xiwei.

He wants to kill himself, just as he wants to kill him.

"No matter who you really are, you took the Red Robe, you killed my parents, and you died by my hand. You deserve all the blame!"

After several exchanges, Ze Lin said, slightly tired, "I didn't expect that in just a few months, in addition to the power of the demon race, you have also obtained a brand new cultivation method. There is no denying that you are indeed a genius that comes along only once in ten thousand years. It will indeed take some effort to kill you."

It seems that completely killing Ao Qian today won't be so easy. Ao Qian is far more troublesome than he thought, because he discovered that Ao Qian has mastered another cultivation secret technique, which inexplicably can restrain him...

Is it a coincidence?

Or is it because that secret technique might have been taught by Song Xiwei?

Ze Lin suddenly felt a tug at his heartstrings.

"You're lucky this time, kid." Ze Lin activated his magic, moving mountains and filling seas, and just as Ao Qian was about to disappear from under his nose.

To Aoqian's surprise, the high-energy-consuming spell used by Zelin was not from the demon race, but rather looked just as familiar as the spell used by Song Xiwei.

A thought suddenly popped into his head, and before Ze Lin completely disappeared, Ao Qian intercepted him with great difficulty: "Is it you? Your true identity, that master from beyond the Six Realms, the grandmaster whom Song Xiwei respects the most, is you!" Ao Qian used certainty for the last two words.

However, Ze Lin's eyes widened in shock, and his open lips, as if he had been exposed to a shocking secret, confirmed this.

Just as Ze Lin completely disappeared, Ao Qian was finally repelled. It was unclear whether the opponent was restricted, otherwise, with his skill, he would not have been limited to such a level, nor would he have been able to escape with his life today.

Aoqian's heart remained unsettled for a long time.

I never imagined that Ze Lin would be connected with that reclusive master of the Six Realms, that mysterious person who has lived for tens of thousands of years.

I'm afraid even if I tell her, Song Xiwei won't believe me.

But that person's reaction just now couldn't be faked.

If this person truly persuaded Song Xiwei to descend to the mortal realm to enlighten him, then what profound meaning did this extraordinary person with unusual feelings for Song Xiwei harbor?

Aoqian couldn't understand it, but he knew one thing: it was extremely serious.

That's right, this person likes Song Xiwei just like me, and this liking is probably beyond ordinary liking; it's the kind of liking that can't be shared with others.

...

After using up a huge amount of magical energy, before he could even make it back to Chidu, Ze Lin fell into a mountain forest.

He needed to recover and heal his injuries, so he had to conceal his presence.

However, while he was concentrating on healing his injuries, his state of mind was greatly affected. After several attempts, his condition worsened, and he vomited blood several times.

So he decided to give up entirely. He leaned against a tree, utterly exhausted, yet clearly feeling his rugged and ferocious emotions, just like his broken and nearly decaying body.

This body is not his true form.

As a master beyond the Six Realms, he could have countless bodies and countless identities. But this body that was separated and temporarily called Ze Lin was the only one that he indulged and lost control of.