Before the Yin-Yang Cliff, Shen Zhao casually opened a cultivation manual.

"The Chaos Yin-Yang Technique: Yin and Yang merge, Heaven and Man unite, which is chaos itself."

The world only knows that this is a dual cultivation technique, and that the so-called acquisition of Yin and Yang energies is taken from the moment when chaos was separated.

Little did they know, besides dual cultivation, there were even more exquisite methods. In order to deal with the evil tide of the Nine Netherworlds, today we must find another way.

By embracing oneself, plunging into the precipitous cliffs of Yin and Yang, and absorbing the two energies to unblock the meridians, one can break through one's own limits.

After saying that, Shen Zhao waved his hand, and the Yin-Yang Chaos Technique instantly turned into fragments.

The next moment, without hesitation, he leaped into the Yin-Yang Cliff.

In an instant, the Yin and Yang energies soared into the sky, unleashing a torrent of Daoist power.

...

Ah~

Su Yunying cried out in fright. Even a trace of the Yin and Yang energies emanating from the Yin-Yang Cliff was enough to cause an ordinary cultivator to explode on the spot.

Even a Great Emperor cultivator couldn't withstand the surging, relentless waves of Yin and Yang energy.

But Shen Zhao's unwavering demeanor truly touched Su Yunying's heart.

"Boss..."

She silently recited it in her heart.

Only at that moment did she truly realize how much pain her heart was in.

Yu Xiyan, on the other hand, was completely at a loss.

The moment I saw Shen Zhao throw himself into the Yin-Yang Cliff, I trembled all over.

"Why, why would you rather endure this extreme pain alone than come and train with me?"

I am your wife, and this is my duty. As long as you bring it up, I will support you unconditionally…

Upon hearing this, Su Yunying looked at Yu Xiyan and shook her head slightly, saying, "No, he chose the most extreme method because he knew you would never agree."

Do you dare say you would have agreed when he proposed to practice this technique with you? I think you would have only given him even more humiliating insults.

Why did you push him to this point? What did he do that you can't forgive?

It must be said that although Su Yunying's tone was calm, every word she spoke was a critical hit with a 150% bonus, directly striking Yu Xiyan's vitals.

Yu Xiyan was so rebuked that she didn't know how to defend herself.

After all, Su Yunying had seen Lin Feng's intimate appearance on screen before, so any further explanation would be futile.

Suddenly, Su Yunying seemed to realize something and asked with a hint of suspicion, "You, you haven't consummated your marriage with him yet, have you?"

Yu Xiyan was startled and shook her head, saying, "I...I wasn't prepared at the time...so...but I will give it to him...really...I really didn't mean to..."

Su Yunying felt a wave of dizziness.

You call this a married couple?

How badly do you want to torment the boss before you're satisfied?!

After so many years of marriage, she had never consummated her marriage with her husband. In an ordinary family, such a woman would be gossiped about and divorced, with no one daring to marry her again.

That's outrageous.

Su Yunying shook her head, feeling that her worldview had been severely impacted once again, and at the same time felt heartbroken and sad for Shen Zhao.

...

At this moment, the scene changes again.

An army of 100,000 men marched in a mighty procession toward the gates of the underworld.

They were dressed in brightly colored armor, wielding all sorts of weapons, their faces bearing an inexplicable sorrow and resolute determination.

Behind them lies a prosperous and thriving scene—their hometown.

Their loved ones are here, their memories are here, and they have so many wonderful recollections. They love this home so much.

Now that he's gone, he may never come back.

To part is to part forever.

The army advanced silently, no one spoke, only the sound of footsteps, horses' hooves, and the clatter of armor echoed in the silence.

Gradually, their eyes became firm and indifferent, as if they had lost all emotion.

However, deep within their hearts burned a flame of hatred for the enemy, love for their homeland, and respect for life.

When the army passed through Chang'an, the people who had heard the news came to watch.

"Father, who are they, and where are they going?"

A little girl pointed at the advancing Iron Flame Army and curiously asked her father, who was holding her.

"Child, remember them. They are heading to a battlefield where they have no chance of winning."

The father explained to the girl with a slightly sorrowful tone.

"If they have no chance of winning, why do they still go?" the girl pressed.

The father was speechless for a long time before finally saying, "Because they are the army of the Po Jun Mansion."

"What is the Po Jun Mansion?"

"The Po Jun Mansion is the guardian deity of all of us in the Great Yin Dynasty, and the pride etched into our very bones!"

At this point, the father's eyes welled up with tears.

Witnessing the endless queue, the onlookers did not believe they could win.

But they still silently support this army that has created countless miracles, hoping it can create glory once again.

Shen Zhao, riding his warhorse and following closely behind the army, remained silent, only smiling faintly at the doubts that came his way.

The news that Po Jun Mansion had declared war on Jiu You was deliberately released by Shen Zhao.

He didn't deliberately hide it; he wanted to tell the world the attitude of the Po Jun Mansion.

At the same time, it is also to give this army, which is rushing to its death, enough dignity. Why should it be concealed when it is fighting for the country, for the nation, and for the people?

Now, he asks for nothing but to see that figure one last time before he dies.

However, even after leaving the gates of Chang'an, he never saw the figure he longed to see.

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