With dozens of muffled thuds, the Blood Guards fell one after another.
More than ten heads flew into the air, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Ye Xingchen caught the Blood Droplet in his hand with a backhand flick, and with a whooshing sound, the Blood Droplet accurately locked onto Na Yuanzhen's head with a snap.
Na Yuanzhen was stunned. He held his breath and dared not move.
At the same time, he shouted hoarsely, "Ye Xingchen... Ye Xingchen, stop!"
"A mere martial artist dares to challenge the celestial phenomena?" Ye Xingchen sneered. "Na Yuanzhen, who gave you this courage?"
"Ye Xingchen, stop! Let's talk!" Na Yuanzhen roared.
Yes, he was afraid. He had used the flying guillotine in his hand to behead countless enemies, but he never imagined that one day he would be subdued by this thing.
"What's there to talk about?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly: "Na Yuanzhen, you're a bit too confident, really."
"What makes you think that the Blood Droplets can control me, a dignified celestial being like myself?"
"Since we've already talked before and failed to reach an agreement, there's no need for us to talk anymore." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, his tone gradually becoming ruthless: "You can take everything you have and go see your ancestors."
With a slight tug of his right hand, Na Yuanzhen let out a desperate howl.
*Poof*... A head shot into the sky, and Na Yuanzhen's body was separated from his body.
His head rolled to the ground, and even though his head had separated from his body, his eyes were still wide open.
He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief...
There were clearly people behind him, so why didn't that monk come out to help him?
I clearly used a secret formula from the previous dynasty's palace to help him grow and overcome the final hurdle, but why didn't he come out to help me at the crucial moment?
"Come out." Ye Xingchen turned his head to look into the shadows.
A monk dressed in a black robe slowly emerged from the shadows.
The monk looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, a complete teenager.
He was counting a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, and he looked plump and healthy.
However, Ye Xingchen noticed something unusual in his eyes.
"Have we... met before?" Ye Xingchen looked into his eyes and asked calmly.
"Hehe, you have a good memory, benefactor." The monk smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "That's right, we have indeed met before. My Buddhist name is Miaoyan."
"It's you? Your cultivation of two lifetimes of love has actually reached this level? It's only been a short time since we last met, and you've grown several years older?" Ye Xingchen suddenly realized.
Amazing! Isn't this the little monk who guarded the stupa at Dawuxiang Temple? I never expected to run into him here.
Moreover, this guy had a calm and composed demeanor, and his abstinent face made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
It's like a wolf pretending to be a herbivore. Who understands that feeling?
“That’s right, it’s me. I didn’t expect you to still remember me.” Miao Yan smiled slightly. He walked forward gently, glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, and showed no pity on his face.
“It must have been Na Yuanzhen who used a secret formula from the palace to help your two lifetimes of Cheng Huan grow up quickly, but he didn’t expect that you would turn around and kill him.” Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and gently shook his head, saying, “Master, monks cannot lie.”
“What agreement did you reach before? Now you should follow your agreement. The reason he dared to provoke me as a martial artist was because he knew that you, Master, were behind him.”
"But what he never expected was that the master would abandon him."
"Hehe, this guy's ambition is too great, and Chongdao is already difficult to control." Miaoyan shook her head slightly and said, "So, when necessary, I must get rid of him, otherwise my future plans will not be able to proceed."
"Hmm, are you going to continue your great cause of restoring your kingdom?" Ye Xingchen asked.
“That’s right, I am a monk, and I am ordained by Heaven.” The monk said slowly, “Moreover, my ancestors were blessed by the royal family, so I swore that the Great Wuxiang Temple will exist to protect the royal family for all eternity.”
"That's good." Ye Xingchen nodded in deep agreement and said, "With a dog like you in Dawuxiang Temple, it would be difficult for them to become a normal Buddhist temple again."
"Hehe, we Qi cultivators are burdened with great responsibilities," the monk said with a slight smile. "Worshipping Buddha is just a side job; restoring the country is the real mission."
"So what are your plans for the future?" Ye Xingchen asked.
“I’ve discovered that you, like your father, possess an aura of destiny. This aura is perfectly suited for nourishing the dragon vein,” Miao Yan said, looking at Ye Xingchen.
"So, with you and your son under the Eight Dragons Formation, what is there to worry about in achieving great things?" Miao Yan laughed heartily, his eyes shining as he looked at Ye Xingchen.
"Your plan is really crazy." Ye Xingchen gave a wry smile and looked at Miaoyan: "So you're serious?"
"Seriously." Miao Yan nodded.
"You're not kidding?" Ye Xingchen asked again.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Miao Yan spread his hands and looked at Ye Xingchen with a smile on his face: "Ye Xingchen, you are a person of destiny."
"Don't rush, first tell me what a person destined for heaven is?" Ye Xingchen asked in return.
“I am ordained by Heaven, meaning that every action I take is in accordance with the will of Heaven,” Miao Yan replied earnestly.
"Oh, so that's what it means. I've inexplicably become the chosen one." Ye Xingchen couldn't help but sigh.
"But do you think a truly destined person would let you mold them like that?"
“No, your father wouldn’t have let us do whatever we wanted with him back then.” Miao Yan laughed: “It took us a lot of effort to subdue him.”
"Do you know? We locked him under the Eight Dragons Formation and used the formation to extract his luck every day."
"And to make sure he doesn't die is incredibly difficult. Anyone else probably couldn't do it, but I did it. Am I capable?"
“Yes, very good.” Ye Xingchen smiled, his eyes already filled with a chilling intent: “So this trip wasn’t in vain. At least, I now know who the culprit is who locked my father under that Eight Dragons Formation.”
"Haha, yes, I'm the one who locked your father down there." Miao Yan laughed heartily. "I didn't intend to keep it from you forever, but Ye Xingchen, even if you know it was me, so what? What can you do to me?"
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