"Master, this disciple takes his leave!"
Ayao stood up, bowed to Fengwu, and walked out of the main hall.
Feng Wu watched her retreating figure and sighed softly again.
After returning to her palace, A Yao went into seclusion to cultivate. But before going into seclusion, she split into two clones, one of which remained with the Phoenix Clan, while the other went to the Kunpeng King's tomb to see Mie Xinluo.
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The Tomb of the Kunpeng King.
In a desolate world, fragments of a broken continent float in the void. On one of these continents, palaces stretch like a mountain range, but they are all in ruins.
On an altar, a man dressed in a black robe was meditating. His entire body glowed red, and all around him bloomed eerie red spider lilies.
A blue vortex appeared in the sky, and then a girl in armor flew out of it. The girl was extremely beautiful. After entering this space, her silver-blue armor disappeared, and she was replaced by a purple gauze dress.
She flew toward the man on the altar and landed in front of him.
The man who was cultivating had already sensed her arrival, but he did not open his eyes to see her.
"Hey, are you planning to stay in this place forever?" A Yao asked Mie Xin Luo. She didn't know if he had gone out when she left, but every time she came, she saw him cultivating here.
Ayao's question went unanswered.
"Can't you just say something to me?" Ayao said angrily.
It's been over ten thousand years, and he hasn't exchanged a single word with her. Ayao really wanted to kick him to death. In fact, she had already done so, and more than once. No matter if she cursed him or hit him, he simply ignored her. He wasn't angry; at most, he would give her a cold glance and brush the dust off his clothes.
That "good man doesn't fight with a bad woman" attitude made A-Yao feel like she'd punched cotton, leaving her extremely frustrated.
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