"Don't bother with the normal peak level 1, let me see your muddled peak level 3..."

"This Xu Jinghong is quite a character!"

Chen Yi looked deeply at the time and space vortex that began to run wild again without Shen Lingxi's suppression. He raised his hand and threw out eighteen chaotic colored beads into the void, silently suppressing its ever-expanding trend.

And in the center of the vortex of time and space, the strange light spot that is quietly rotating is the small parallel universe that Xu Jinghong transformed into when he broke through the Xuanxian realm!

****

Sunset City.

Hongxiu Tavern.

"Have you heard? The Peerless Sword Immortal has set up the arena for ten years, and tomorrow is the last day!"

"Alas, ever since the Sword Immortal Jinghong retired, it seems that no one in this world of sword energy can withstand three of his moves."

"Which do you think is more powerful, the Wushuang Sword or the Jinghong Sword?"

"One generation has been replaced by another. The Jinghong Sword has not been used for many years. I'm afraid it is no longer effective. Now is the era of the Wushuang Sword!"

"I don't agree. I think the Jinghong Sword is more powerful. That person killed the outer demon's lair with just one sword. What's the Wushuang Sword? Even if he is invincible in the world, as long as the number one is not dead, he will always be number one!"

"But even Wushuang Sword Immortal has challenged him, but Jinghong Sword Immortal still has no news. Is he enduring it or is he afraid?"

"Who knows?"

"Hey, Lao Xu, what do you think? I heard that you were also a swordsman in the past?"

While chatting, a drinker suddenly said to the busy tavern owner.

Old Xu had an untidy beard and slightly wrinkled brows, as if he was filled with an unsolvable sorrow, and his temperament was full of melancholy.

He sighed softly: "It's all in the past. I'm just a drunkard now, how can I know the true nature of those immortals......"

"What a pity. By the way, Lao Xu, why don't you practice sword anymore?" the drinker asked again.

"What a pity..." Old Xu was stunned for a moment, his gray eyes were a little empty, and he murmured: "After losing her, everything is gone..."

at the same time.

The clouds are so deep that I don’t know where they are.

An illusory figure was trapped in the gorgeous and soft light, with an extremely anxious look on his face. He looked at the decadent Old Xu below and shouted loudly:

"Yi An! Can you hear me? Wake up, don't give up. I have never blamed you, Yi An, wake up! Wake up......"

Yian is Xu Jinghong's pen name. Except for Xiuzhi, no one dares to call him like that!

So the answer is obvious. The illusory figure trapped in the light is the remaining soul of Xiuzhi who is being protected by Xu Jinghong.

Originally, she was just a remnant soul with an obsession. Her life was lost, her true spirit was disintegrated, and she was unable to think at all, let alone do something like calling her lover.

It was Xu Jinghong who reincarnated in his memories over and over again. With his infinite love, he snatched some of his lover's true spirit from the ruthless fate, allowing him to find himself.

What a pity...

A remnant soul is a remnant soul after all. A remnant soul that exists because of obsession will eventually die when the obsession disappears.

Xiuzhi's obsession with Lao Xu, which is caused by her worry about him, will eventually disappear when Lao Xu returns to normal.

Perhaps it was because he knew this that Xu Jinghong refused to wake up and kept deceiving himself.

The unparalleled swordsman in this world is his biggest demon. If he picks up the sword and defeats him, he will wake up immediately. But if he refuses to pick up the sword, he cannot get over the heaviest hurdle!

"Alas, a swordsman who has been moved by his feelings can't even lift his sword. Well, I'll help you!"

Chen Yi's eyes fixed on the remaining soul of Xiuzhi who was spinning in circles in a panic.