Chapter 138: The Ancient Savage World, Long Aotian

When the Zhu Xian Sword is drawn, all those below the saints are ants.

Since that epic war in ancient times, those terrifying creatures, which existed even before the dawn of Chaos, have vanished without a trace. Along with them, the Chaos Artifacts and Supreme Imperial Weapons, once renowned throughout the heavens and myriad realms, have also vanished. Unexpectedly, within the Xiantian Sect, such a divine weapon existed.

Jing Yuezhu's face was solemn. She held up the divine weapon soaked in the blood of countless immortals and gods in both hands. Although the sword was in her hands, it was not her divine power that truly drove it. She did not have the qualifications and strength, and the Zhuxian Sword did not recognize her.

As the restrictions on the sword were removed, the green color spread over the white sword body. The magic sword rang slightly, and the tip of the sword turned slightly, aiming at Gu Jingyao, the target.

Jing Yuezhu's face turned pale as paper in an instant. Even though she had only activated the power that had been placed on the magic sword in advance, it had exhausted all her strength. Her body trembled. Seeing this, Jing Huai, who had been protected by her all the time, hurried forward to help her.

She held Jing Huai's hand, shaking her head slightly. Seeing her insistence, Jing Huai had no choice but to withdraw his hand. He lowered his eyes, clenching his hands tightly in his sleeves.

Gu Jingyao stared directly at the glow of the divine sword born from the chaotic energy. At this moment, when everyone conceded that he was close to death, his expression was unexpectedly calm.

He even looked at the ancient sword that was about to take his life with a hint of curiosity, wanting to see through the secret hidden in its blade.

Gu Jingyao could sense that the moment the sword came into being, an invisible and cold aura firmly locked onto his body and imprisoned his soul. This was a weapon of causality. The moment it was unleashed, the enemy was doomed to destruction.

Even if you escape to the depths of time, you still cannot escape the pursuit of death.

The sword's trajectory seemed slow to Gu Jingyao, or perhaps it was simply that moment that seemed particularly elongated. Some say that when approaching death, one's perception of things changes rapidly, but Gu Jingyao thought nothing of it. He calmly gazed at the sword that threatened to slay him, as if he were witnessing the true enemy, lurking behind the scenes.

He wasn't afraid of death; he just felt regretful that he couldn't wait for his sister to return and say goodbye properly. Don't feel sad for him; death is just a long sleep that will eventually arrive. In this world, some people will always leave first.

Ah Yao!

Gu Jingyao was suddenly stunned. His pupils moved slightly and he opened his eyes wide. Wait, only at this moment, he didn't want to...

The glow eventually annihilated everything.

"Is he... really dead..." Jing Huai asked cautiously after holding his breath for a long time. Gu Jingyao had left a deep mark in his heart. Even if he died, he would never be able to get rid of this inner demon.

Jing Yuezhu said nothing. She closed her lips tightly and forced herself to take a step forward to protect her younger generation.

Since she came down to the mortal world with him, she became his protector and was bound to protect him.

"What's wrong, Martial Ancestor?" Jing Huai was puzzled. He didn't sense any breath.

Suddenly, he looked up, extremely surprised. How could... when...

A petite girl stood quietly in front of them, her back to them. Just a silhouette, yet for some reason, Jing Huai felt a surge of fear in his heart, as if he had seen a giant beast slowly awakening, filled with grief and rage over the loss of its cubs, ready to tear everything in sight into pieces.

She slowly turned her head, her eyes were bloodshot and filled with violence. She smiled softly, her laughter as cold as a ghost: "You hurt my brother, do you think you can get away?"

She was unwilling and unable to say that word.

He comes with bad intentions!

Jing Huai drew his weapon. He knew that Jing Yuezhu's physical and spiritual strength were all exhausted at this moment, and he could not withstand a single blow. The Martial Ancestor had protected him so many times, and now it was his turn to protect the Martial Ancestor!

Maybe it's okay...

Jing Huai's face flushed slightly, and he quickly put aside this disrespectful thought and took an attacking stance.

"Ah," Jing Huai uttered in pain. His thoughts were full of hope, but the reality was very harsh. He was extremely confused: How could so many extraordinary geniuses emerge from the lower realm? This didn't make sense!

Gu Lingnan had already lost her mind. There were only these two people in her eyes, and the only thing on her mind was killing them. It seemed that only by not thinking about it could she still have a little room for fantasy.

Her body at this moment was just an object that contained her soul, and her mind was empty, like a big hole.

Jing Yuezhu spoke with difficulty: "Stop, do you want to offend the Mo Ling Tianjing family..." She never liked to be associated with the family name, but at this moment, she hoped that this name would make the enemy stop. Jing Huai...can't die here...

Gu Lingnan paused, but it was not what Jing Yuezhu wanted. She said calmly, "The Mo Ling Tianjing family? I remember that."

One day, she will come to visit.

She was filled with murderous intent and was about to kill the two of them.

who!

Damn, she hasn't...

Gu Lingnan, filled with resentment and unwillingness, closed her eyes and fell down. She actually forgot that there was a dog-skin plaster following behind her. One day, she would make the entire fairy world tremble under her anger.

Xiantian Sect, Jing Family...

Fu Xingchi held the girl's soft body with one hand. He didn't really touch her, but just covered her with a layer of spiritual power to support her. Looking at the embarrassed Jing Yuezhu and the other two, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise:

"How could the Jing family's Martial Ancestor appear here? This is such a coincidence. My Saint Lady loves to play, and unexpectedly bumped into the adults of the Jing family. It's really a coincidence."

He sighed hypocritically.

Jing Huai stood up with a stiff face. He silently helped Jing Yuezhu up. Jing Yuezhu curled her lips and said coldly, "It's indeed a coincidence."

She knew very well that Fu Xingchi was warning them that the girl was a member of the Xiantian Sect, and if the Jing family dared to do something in private, the Xiantian Sect would not let them go.

Jing Yuezhu didn't know how the Holy Maiden of the Xiantian Sect became entangled with the disaster personally decided by the Sect Leader, but this was not something she needed to care about. The purpose of her trip had been achieved, and she didn't care about the other details or undercurrents. She returned to her old self and didn't care about anything.

"In that case, I'll take my leave first."

After a few polite words, Fu Xingchi quickly left with the unconscious Gu Lingnan. He wanted to return to the upper realm immediately.

At this time, in the forbidden zone of life, in the Five Elements Palace.

Elder Tian and Elder Wen looked up at the same time. As the guardians of the shrine, they felt the unknown vibration in the deepest part of the shrine.

In front of the forbidden area, Elder Tian and Elder Wen looked at each other with extremely serious expressions.

"Old Wen, this couldn't be..." Old Tian almost tore off his white beard.

Even after so many years in the temple, he still thought it was just a legend. After all, even when the saint was still alive, he didn't see anything unusual about it.

Mr. Wen said nothing, raised his whisk, and stepped in.

His voice was childish, yet steady and powerful. "Whether the prophecy is true or false, things can't get any worse than they are now. Even if the darkness returns, we've never lacked those who can hold the fort up."

They walked down the stairs, crossed numerous restrictions, and finally reached the deepest part of the ground.

The nine-story pagoda is pitch black and bound with layers of chains. Nine equally pitch-black dragons are coiled around the tower. When they see someone coming down, they turn their ferocious heads and stare at the stranger with their bloodthirsty eyes.

A trace of bitterness appeared on Mr. Tian's face. He sighed and said, "Oh, how could this be? It's so rare to see such a good seedling..."

Wen Lao's expression changed. He swept his whisk and said fiercely, "Tian Xingsheng, are you also going to believe that old Taoist's nonsense?"

Da Youtian Lao said yes, and he looked like someone who would kill his friend for the sake of justice.

Mr. Tian repeatedly protested his injustice: "How could I do that, Old Wen!" He sighed, "We watched that child grow up. We know his temperament very well. He is a pure and kind child."

He looked towards the faint crimson light on the highest floor of the tower and said, "I just think this kid has a miserable life. It's so tiring."

Forged and reborn by the fire of karma, from then on, he is no longer affected by cause and effect, nor stained by the mundane world. He jumps out of the six realms and is not within the five elements. Whether he is a god or a demon, from now on, probably only time will tell.

"This huge cause and effect... Never mind. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, I'm just an ordinary person. Now I've become a remnant soul, so there's no need for me to consider these things."

Mr. Tian shook his head and walked away leisurely.

Old Wen frowned and looked at him, puzzled by the fact that his expression changed several times in just a few breaths. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"Let's see if the female animals in the zoo have given birth. Oh, I have to raise the babies all over again. I need to see if I have put away all the things I used to have. I need to take them out and let them air out, lest the little ones get upset again. This time, there's no one who can control this brat."

Wen Lao stood there and thought carefully for a moment before he hurriedly caught up with him: "Lao Tian, ​​wait for me."

Three years later, in the upper world, Huaqing Heaven.

"Lady Saint, Lady Saint, I heard that the ten sects are recruiting disciples this time, and many important figures are going to come out."

"Yes, yes. I heard there's the Third Prince of the Feather Clan, the Eleventh Young Master of the Murong Family, and Lady Dragon from Tunantian..."

“By the way, I heard that Senior Brother Fu Xingchi will also be here…” As she spoke, the girl’s face flushed and she looked like a delicate little girl.

The other fairies, each with their own unique charm, also had blushing cheeks and fluttering hearts, and it was obvious that they all had feelings of admiration for this senior brother.

Only Luo Nan's gentle smile froze when she heard the name Fu Xingchi. She secretly hated him: Why is it this lingering guy again? Her grand plan...

Keeping a smile on his face, Luo Nan sent away the innocent sisters and returned to his residence on the fairy boat. He took out a sharp bone knife from his sleeve and wiped it slowly with a silk scarf.

Aruo, who came to see her at this time, was startled. She hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "Nannan, your bone knife..."

Luo Nan smiled softly: "I heard that the Jing family was coming, so I specially prepared to entertain them well in advance."

Hiss, murderous.

Hearing about the Jing family, she didn't dare to ask any more questions. However, seeing Luo Nan's increasingly terrifying eyes, Aruo, fearing that she would do something, still hinted at it: "Nan Nan, you keep wiping the knife..." I'm afraid...

Luo Nan comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you, it's just that I'm used to cleaning my knife and cultivating my character, and I can't change it for the time being."

Aruo swallowed tremblingly and replied "yes".

She was distressed: Senior Sister, what should I do...

【Author’s words】

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