A moment later.
Ouyang Yun dissipated his imposing aura.
He looked indifferently at the two men in black. "Pass on my order: the Nine Heavens are entering a life-or-death battle. The Celestial Palaces will unite the Venerables of every Heavenly Realm to establish a defensive line and jointly resist the Divine Race!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
The two men in black acknowledged the order and left.
"You all, come with me back to the Nine Heavens to resist the Divine Emperor of the Divine Race." Ouyang Yun looked at the eight Phoenix Butterfly Immortals.
“Palace Master, what about Su Bai…” an immortal said in a deep voice.
"His life force is gone. I can no longer sense his presence in the world. He must be dead."
"With such severe injuries, even if he survives, he will be nothing more than a cripple. Without cultivation, he will have no place to stand in the heavens."
"Furthermore, how can a mere swordsman who can't even hold a sword properly be worthy of being my enemy, Ouyang Yun?"
That's all.
Ouyang Yun vanished into the world.
The eight people behind them unconsciously looked up.
At this moment, nine magnificent and vast dojos of the human race stood in the sky.
From this vantage point, one can see a longsword radiating seven-colored light relentlessly striking the magnificent light screen in front of them.
But... no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pierce the light barrier that exuded a magnificent, ethereal aura.
"The Palace Master is right. Pure Sword Heart regards his sword as his life. If he abandons his sword, even if he can still live, he will just be a useless person without any spirit!"
"Unfortunately, the blockade he set up before he died will probably not be able to be broken in a short time!"
"What's most damning is that he also broke the Palace Master's Human Emperor Dharma Form. Otherwise, even without going through this passage, the Palace Master could still travel to any realm at will through the Human Emperor Dharma Form!"
"Never mind him, let's go back to the Nine Heavens Realm to defend against the gods!"
"Walk!"
Just as the group of eight had completely departed, the previously vanished thin figure suddenly reappeared, dragged into the void by a strange and mysterious force.
Unlike before, he still has red hair, but... he no longer has the old face he once had; instead, he has... returned to his original appearance.
However, his eyes remained tightly closed, and the aura emanating from his body was extremely weak, as if he were about to vanish at any moment.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the force that was dragging him vanished without a trace, and he fell towards the ground, landing precisely on a simple bed.
"ah!"
This sudden scene startled the woman who was brewing medicine by the bedside. She immediately dropped the palm-leaf fan in her hand and retreated continuously.
During this process, she also took out a small dagger and held it in front of her as a precaution.
However, her trembling hands revealed that her heart was not at peace.
puff!
Just then, the person on the bed suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed lifelessly back onto the bed.
This scene caused the woman's pupils to shrink, and she hurriedly took a few steps back. At the same time, the dagger in her hand trembled even more violently.
Even her pale face suddenly turned even paler.
She stared intently at the figure, her eyes filled with wariness and fear.
"You, you, you stay away! My brother, my brother, is a fake, a fake Saint-level expert..."
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