Surrounded by broken swords and skeletons, the mansion, exuding an aura of slaughter, is the Sword Tomb.

The atmosphere was rather strange as they sat there. Gu Liyan glanced at Yin Yang, who was leisurely drinking tea, on the left, and at Xuan Qing'er, who looked displeased, on the right. Not understanding why the two were behaving this way, he simply picked up the teacup on the table and started drinking tea...

"Speak! Why did you run away from your wedding!" Xuan Qing'er slammed her hand on the table and shouted.

"Pfft—" Gu Liyan spat out a mouthful of tea, which landed directly on Yin Yang's face. The latter looked at Gu Liyan speechlessly.

"Ahem, sorry, please continue, please continue." Seeing Yin Yang's embarrassed expression, Gu Liyan almost burst out laughing.

Yin Yang calmly wiped his face and said, "I just feel that we are not suitable for each other."

Gu Liyan looked at Xuan Qing'er, whose face was ashen, and broke out in a cold sweat: "Big brother, can you not be so direct about your feelings?"

"Unless you give me a hundred reasons, I won't believe you..." Suddenly, Xuan Qing'er noticed the bruises on Yin Yang's neck and slammed her hand on the table in anger. "Who hurt you!"

Yin Yang subconsciously turned up his collar. "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious now."

"Is it that old codger Tianxuan? You're already so strong, and he still asks you to do this and that. I'm going to kill him right now!" Without saying another word, Xuan Qing'er actually walked out.

Yin Yang hurriedly grabbed her, "Qing'er!"

Xuan Qing'er turned her head, pushed Yin Yang's hand away, and said angrily, "Yin Yang! I know you like Hua Shiman and you are saddened by her death, but I think you should also understand my feelings for you! But even so, it doesn't mean you can order me around!"

Xuan Qing'er patted her chest and said domineeringly, "I am the God King, and you are just Tianxuan's personal guard. Logically speaking, you have no right to stop me from doing anything!"

Yin Yang was taken aback, then frowned and calmly said, "If that's the case, you'll have to get past me first if you want to harm Tian Xuan! Out of consideration for our past friendship, I'll let you make the first move."

Xuan Qing'er was initially furious, but upon hearing Yin Yang's words, her anger subsided considerably. She looked at him with a hint of grievance, "Yin Yang, why are you still so stubborn!"

"Tianxuan is my godfather, my master who taught me martial arts, and the emperor I protect professionally. I will not let you touch him!" Yin Yang turned his head away, his face cold.

What Yin Yang didn't say was that if it were to move Tian Xuan, he would definitely strangle him directly, preventing him from harming anyone!

Seeing the awkward atmosphere between the two, Gu Liyan quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Um... Sister Qing'er, Yin Yang stopped you because he was worried about your safety, he didn't mean anything else."

Xuan Qing'er turned to Gu Liyan, her previously indignant face softening instantly. "Are you telling the truth?"

Gu Liyan smiled and nodded, "Of course, he wouldn't even let me, a member of another race, fight against Tianxuan. Besides, you've been friends for many years, and you know how powerful Tianxuan is, right?"

Xuan Qing'er rushed up and hugged Yin Yang, her face beaming with happiness and sweetness. "I knew it! Yin Yang, you're not as heartless as you think! You still have feelings for me, don't you?"

Held in Xuan Qing'er's arms, Yin Yang's hands were raised in mid-air for a moment, not knowing what to do. He looked at Gu Liyan, who was actually secretly giving him a thumbs up!

Yin Yang looked exasperated: "Romance between men and women is truly incomprehensible!"

Xuan Qing'er happily gifted Gu Liyan a whole bunch of weapons—yes, a whole bunch! These included armor crafted from Xuanbing ice, a mask with unknown functions, a high-quality divine sword, and many unidentified trinkets…

In short, Xuan Qing'er stuffed all the useless treasures into Gu Liyan's hands and claimed to recognize him as her younger brother!

Yin Yang's face was gloomy as he looked at Gu Liyan, who was playing with the divine artifact in her hand, and said angrily, "That's enough. Send her things back in a few days!"

Gu Liyan raised an eyebrow, looked at the aura surrounding the little trinket in his hand, and then at the aura surrounding Yin Yang. He couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Haha, what? Did you give this to her?"

Yin Yang's face flushed red. Was he supposed to explain that this was a betrothal gift he had personally chosen for Xuan Qing'er?!

Take a few quick steps through Yin and Yang, out of sight, out of mind!

"Hey, hey, hey, if you admit it, I'll give it back to her and tell Sister Qing'er that this is the one you picked out to give to her, so she won't give it away so easily in the future!" Gu Liyan joked.

"Get out!" Yin Yang Qi cursed.

The two wanted to play around a bit more, but then they suddenly realized something and both looked up at the dark sky.

"They're here!" Yin Yang said with a gloomy expression.

Gu Liyan nodded indifferently.

As she pierced through the void, Hua Baixian looked at the long-lost Heavenly Palace and felt a strange sadness in her heart, all because of the white flowers blooming everywhere.

The pure white seemed to banish the darkness, shimmering with dazzling holiness.

Her departure changed everything, but who knows if the long-lost boy in white has changed—

Just as her thoughts were preoccupied with her beloved, news of the demons' re-entry into the Heavenly Palace quickly spread throughout the celestial palace.

This time, there was no panic. Almost instantly, all the god-kings gathered together to oppose the demons.

"Demons, I didn't expect you to dare to come!" Tianyou, as the God of War, led the God King and looked at Mo Chen, who had brought his troops, with a gloomy expression.

The strategist Mo Chen was still leading the troops this time, but what surprised everyone was that the clan leader Cang Mu was not present.

"Fellow members of the Celestial Clan, as long as you are willing to join the Demon Clan, we will not fight each other." Mo Chen opened his paper fan and looked at Emperor Tianyou with a smile.

"Hmph, enough nonsense. If you want to fight, I'll fight you!" Tianluo gripped the divine spear, eager to test his skills.

Mo Chen smiled slightly, "I've long heard that the eight God-Kings of the Celestial Clan possess unparalleled combat power. I wonder if the Celestial Clan has any other forces besides the eight God-Kings that can fight?"

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