That floating ash was none other than Yoshio Matsuoka's primordial spirit.
After the primordial spirit was taken into the bag, Zhang Shih-hao tied the lucky bag tightly with his other hand and placed it in his palm.
A twisted and hideous face appeared in the lucky bag in his palm; it was none other than Yoshio Matsuoka's face.
He kept roaring at Zhang Shih-hao, speaking incomprehensible gibberish.
Of course, what he said was no longer important. Zhang Shih-hao muttered to himself, "That bastard's insults were too awful."
He then made a hand seal and gently pointed at the lucky bag. A burst of light appeared, and after a moment, the lucky bag transformed into a toy pig.
"Alright, this bastard's soul has been destroyed, he's annihilated, body and soul." Zhang Shihao tossed the lucky bag in his hand to Ye Xingchen.
"There's no point in keeping it, let's burn it." A crimson flame appeared in Ye Xingchen's palm, and a raging fire instantly erupted on the doll's body. A moment later, the lucky bag was burned to ashes.
"Alright, now there are only a dozen or so large and small formations blocking our way." Bai Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and said with some resentment, "You promised to leave the corpses, but you've already wiped them out."
"I'm sorry, I couldn't control my strength." Ye Xingchen said apologetically, "I know you used his corpse for research on the Divine Corpse Poison."
"However, I have some corpse poison recipes here. Although they are not as good as the divine corpse poison, the effects are almost the same. Besides, some of my friends have gone to a small island overseas."
“There should be real divine corpses on that island. I’ll contact them later, and if they do, I’ll ask them to find a way to bring some back for you to study.”
"Really? Then contact them immediately after you go out and make sure they bring some back for us." Bai Wei said with surprise, "We need this not only to study the corpse poison, but also for something more important."
“Okay, no problem.” Ye Xingchen nodded.
Jiu Li and the others are now going to uncover the mystery of their origins. They should have already arrived overseas but haven't landed on the island yet. It's not too late to contact them.
Moreover, there should be a divine corpse on Augustus's island, so these are not problems.
After taking a deep look at the Eight Dragons Formation, Ye Xingchen began to carefully clean up the various formations in front of him.
Finally, all the dozen or so large and small formations blocking the platform were cleared.
And that figure I've longed for day and night, that has appeared in my dreams more than once, is now within reach.
Ye Xingchen looked at his father, who was locked under the dragon's head, and felt a lump in his throat.
Seeing Ye Xingchen standing there dumbfounded, even somewhat at a loss, Zhang Shihao and Bai Wei exchanged a glance and did not disturb him.
The two knew that this was when Ye Xingchen was most emotional, and they couldn't disturb him at this time.
Slowly walking forward, Ye Xingchen extended his hand, which trembled slightly, revealing how excited he was.
He wanted to reach out and touch his father, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
Because he was afraid, after all, his father had been locked under the Eight Dragons Formation for more than 20 years, and his father's luck had been almost completely drained.
He was terrified that he might be touching a corpse that was already lifeless.
However, just as Ye Xingchen was hesitating, Ye Jinyu, who was standing in front of him, moved slightly and slowly raised his head.
"You...have come?" Behind Ye Jinyu's disheveled hair was a pair of eyes filled with love.
Ye Xingchen's hands trembled. He stepped forward and hugged his father tightly: "Dad, I'm here."
"Hehe, I knew you would come. Although we have never met, I knew you existed from the moment I was locked up here." Ye Jinyu smiled kindly.
“I’m sorry, I have never fulfilled my responsibilities as a father all these years. My child, you have suffered all these years.”
"Dad... stop talking, let me put you down first." Ye Xingchen gritted his teeth, grabbed with his right hand, and Chi Xiao appeared in his hand.
Four sword lights suddenly appeared, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing, and Ye Xingchen severed the iron chains binding Ye Jinyu's limbs with a single sword strike.
He reached out and supported his father, helping him to sit down slowly.
My father had a dragon's aura flowing within him, and it was because of this dragon's aura that a righteous spirit remained in his chest, which allowed him to survive.
He channeled a breath of vital energy into his father's body, and after a short while, Ye Jinyu felt much better.
However, the twenty years of depletion in his body had left his dantian (energy center) completely empty.
Now his hair is completely white, and if Ye Xingchen hadn't arrived, he probably wouldn't have lasted much longer.
But it doesn't matter, Ye Xingchen has all sorts of profound methods. In a year, he can restore his father to his original state.
"Good, good boy..." Ye Jinyu looked at Ye Xingchen with a loving expression, and the father and son held hands tightly.
“Dad, everything is fine at home, please don’t worry. I’m here to take you home. Mom has been waiting for you,” Ye Xingchen said.
"I...I'm sorry to her." Thinking of his wife, Ye Jinyu's face was full of guilt: "I wasn't by her side when she needed me the most."
“And over the years, I have also caused her worry. I am not worthy of being her husband, let alone a father.”
"Dad, don't say that. Even today, you are still my pride." Ye Xingchen held his hand and said in a deep voice, "You are Ye Jinyu, the God of War of China."
"Perhaps you are not a good father or husband, but you are still worthy of heaven and earth and worthy of righteousness."
"You really... don't blame me?" Ye Jinyu looked up at Ye Xingchen, his eyes revealing an extremely complicated expression.
"It's not your fault. Now I'm taking you home. From now on, our family will be reunited, and no one can separate us." Ye Xingchen held Ye Jinyu's hand.
“Okay, okay…” Ye Jinyu nodded, Ye Xingchen carried him on his back, and together with Zhang Shihao and Bai Wei, they walked out along the way they came.
"Is this the renowned Ye Jinyu of China?" Bai Wei, walking behind, asked with admiration.
"It's him. No wonder Ye Xingchen's life seems to be on easy mode. With a father like that, he's bound to be successful." Zhang Shihao also looked envious, but when he thought of his own father, his expression darkened.
Bai Wei glanced at Zhang Shihao. She had a feeling that Zhang Shihao was also a person with a story, but she didn't know what exactly happened to him.
Upon exiting the cave, three elderly men were waiting outside. All three had white hair and beards, indicating they were at least very old. Ye Xingchen recognized the elder in the lead as Chen Wuliang, the patriarch of the Chen family, Chen Zhengyi's grandfather, and one of the four elders of the Xuan Yang Sect.
The Xuan Yang Sect is only a hundred kilometers away from here. My father's success today is also thanks to Chen Zhengyi of the Chen family.
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