There are three days left until the dark turmoil.
now.
Countless cultivators on the Tianxuan Continent began to fall into despair, and the entire continent was gripped by terror.
…
The Demon Realm.
All the powerful beings of the Divine Realm have gathered here. This will be the last force of Tianxuan in the face of the Dark Turmoil. If they also fail, the entire Tianxuan will probably be completely swallowed by darkness!
And at this moment.
During these three days, Ning Tian sat cross-legged under the World Tree. The light cluster on the World Tree, which had absorbed the dark and turbulent energy, shone brightly and enveloped his entire body!
Ning Tian at this moment.
It's as if they're trying to grasp what will play a crucial role!
"This time, I will not fail."
He murmured something.
A dark light enveloped it, mysterious and dazzling.
Time passed little by little.
For three days, no one disturbed Ning Tian, because everyone in the Heavenly Demon Sect knew that their patriarch was making a final effort for the final battle. Seeing this, all the powerful figures in the Heavenly Demon Domain also prepared for the final battle!
here…
It will be the last hope for the entire Tianxuan world!
In the blink of an eye.
More than half of the three days have passed.
The entire Tianxuan was pitch black, with a terrifying black mist shrouding the sky. The spiritual energy had been suppressed to its limit, as if it were the day of the world's destruction!
Many cultivators, filled with despair, spent three days in a daze.
perhaps…
These were their final days.
In the Heavenly Demon Realm, the stars twinkled, but the thick black mist rising from the sky due to the chaos of darkness stretched the night endlessly, and even the stars in the sky seemed to have diminished considerably.
The Heavenly Demon Cult.
On Moonlight Cliff, Ning Tian had already left under the World Tree. No one knew whether he had comprehended anything. He lay there, looking at the sky, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, and fell into a slight silence.
At this moment.
A fragrant breeze wafted by beside me.
"Master."
"So you've emerged from seclusion."
Ling sat down next to him, put the ice blade she treasured aside, hugged her legs, and looked at Ning Tian with her head turned to the side.
"Um."
"You've emerged from seclusion." Ning Tian nodded slightly, looking at her with a light laugh: "Girl, tomorrow is the day when the Dark Turmoil descends. I didn't expect you to be so unafraid."
"With Master here, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Ling simply shook her head calmly.
She looked at Ning Tian with a serious expression in her eyes.
"Master..."
"Will we die tomorrow?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Tian paused for a moment, then reached out and rubbed Ling's head: "I don't know if I will die, but... Ling, you won't die, Master promises."
"no."
However.
Ling shook her head again.
"no?"
"I don't want to lose my master. In this world, I can lose anything, but... I can't lose my master. My master is the last thing I cherish." Ling looked at Ning Tian earnestly.
"This might be the last chance."
"If I don't say it... perhaps... I won't have another chance."
Ling took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes filled with seriousness, as if she had mustered up her courage.
"Master, I..."
However.
Before she could finish speaking, Ning Tian raised his hand to interrupt her.
"Silly girl."
"How could I let you say it? After all, you little girl, you forced me to take your first time."
Ning Tian smiled, his tone gentle.
"ah?"
"Master, you, you, you, you..."
"You found out!?"
At this moment, a blush appeared on Ling's face, and she seemed somewhat panicked.
"Silly girl..."
"Do you really think your master is that stupid? Would he really mistake blood for nosebleed?" Ning Tian smiled helplessly and affectionately rubbed the girl's head. He already knew everything Ling had done.
He didn't point it out, deliberately believing her so-called nosebleed story, just to give this girl a way out.
Now that things have come to this, since she's bringing it up, I should also take responsibility.
"..."
now.
Ling's face turned red, and she was somewhat at a loss.
What she did was...
Did you succeed in confessing your feelings?
No, no…
It must be that her master confessed his feelings to her?
"alright."
"Girl, it's getting late. Let's prepare for tomorrow's big battle."
Ning Tian rubbed her head and said with a light laugh.
"Um…"
Ling nodded emphatically, then picked up the ice blade beside her, looked at Ning Tian, clenched her fist, and said very seriously, "Master...tomorrow...we must all survive!"
"Um."
"must."
Ning Tian chuckled, but his expression was somewhat solemn.
Watching the girl leave, he couldn't help but clench his fist.
at this time.
A white ghost drifted by silently.
"Um?"
"Silly Bai, are you here to confess your feelings to me too?"
Ning Tian turned around with a light laugh, looking at the white willow carrying the Death Bell floating by behind him, and couldn't help but tease it.
"ah?"
"Ah ah..."
These words immediately threw Bai Liu into a panic, her face turning bright red, as if her secrets had been read. She quickly pulled out a small twig, pouting and muttering to herself in frustration.
"Pah, pah, pah."
"I'll draw a circle and curse you, Fellow Daoist Ning! (╬▔＾▔)!"
"Hahaha!"
Seeing Bai Liu's panicked appearance, Ning Tian couldn't help but burst into laughter. This silly girl, Bai Liu, is as cute as ever. It's actually quite nice that she can smile like this before the final battle.
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