Ling Yun's voice reached Ling Yao's mind, and the last shred of her rationality heard his voice.
Although her physical body was still attacking Ling Yun, her consciousness had begun to communicate with the primordial demonic energy.
As expected, just as Ling Yun had said, the demonic energy in her sea of consciousness transformed into the appearance of a little girl who looked mischievous and had bright, clever eyes.
Ling Yao was communicating with the little girl who was transformed by demonic energy. Although it was unclear what Ling Yao was saying, the little girl, who had been shaking her head, finally nodded.
The next moment!
The little girl merged with Ling Yao, and Ling Yao's body quickly returned to its original state.
His eyes changed from being pitch black to clear and bright.
However, there was a pair of extremely dark dots in the center of Ling Yao's pupils.
The demon has been successfully exorcised!
"Brother!" Ling Yao threw herself into Ling Yun's arms, feeling both joy and guilt. If Ling Yun hadn't been so powerful, he would have surely died at her hands.
Ling Yun patted her back affectionately and said softly:
"Now that you've broken the demon, begin receiving your senior's swordsmanship!"
Ling Yao nodded and bowed deeply to the old man:
"This junior, Ling Yao, begs the senior to bestow upon me the inheritance of the Demonic Sword Path!"
At this moment, the old man was extremely excited, stroking his beard repeatedly, feeling that he finally had a successor.
"good!"
The old man, holding the demonic sword, descended from the void, walked to Ling Yao, and pointed a finger at her brow.
Instantly, countless sword techniques surged into Ling Yao's sea of consciousness.
Having done all this, the old man stroked his beard and smiled:
"Finally, the successor has arrived. This mark of mine has fulfilled its mission and it is time to dissipate!"
As he spoke, the old man's figure began to fade. At this moment, Ling Yun hurriedly asked:
"Senior, may I ask your honorable name?"
The old man seemed lost in memories, and after a moment he shook his head and said:
"I don't remember my real name, I only remember that in that lifetime, all the heavens and myriad realms called me the Demon Emperor Sword Sovereign!"
Demon Emperor Sword Master!
Ling Yun was slightly taken aback. He seemed to have heard the name before, but he couldn't quite place it.
The old man's figure vanished, leaving only a demonic sword. Ling Yun and Ling Yao bowed deeply towards the spot where the old man had disappeared.
"Respectfully seeing you off, senior!"
Ling Yun released the little Pixiu, and it immediately jumped into Ling Yao's arms.
"Auntie is finally alright! I was so scared!"
Ling Yao affectionately kissed the little Pixiu, then looked at Ling Yun and said:
“Brother, no wonder one needs to enter the demonic path to break through the demonic barrier to cultivate the Demonic Sword Path. The source power of this path is the primordial demonic energy.”
Many sword techniques require the assistance of demonic energy to be executed.
Ling Yun nodded slightly. "Let's go!"
Immediately, the three of them arrived at the edge of the abyss to wait for Qiongqi and the others.
Ling Yun sat cross-legged on the ground, teasing the little Pixiu, his mind constantly trying to recall who the Demon Emperor Sword Master was.
Ling Yao, meanwhile, was cultivating the Demon Sword Dao on the side, striving to master it within two years.
Three months later, Qiongqi, Abao, and the others emerged from the abyss in a sorry state.
Seeing their expressions, as if they were fleeing a famine, Ling Yun asked with a smile:
"What happened?"
Qiongqi was furious at the thought of their past experiences and roared:
"You might not believe it, but every cave we entered over three months was absolutely terrifying."
There was no opportunity in any cave.
The Great Sage was speechless:
"What was supposed to be a quest for love turned into an adventure. There were several times when we almost got wiped out."
Ling Yun couldn't help but shake his head and smile; Qiongqi and the others were indeed quite unlucky.
Qiongqi glanced at Ling Yao, and couldn't help but be delighted. He asked:
"Did Xiao Yao inherit the Demon Sword Path?"
Ling Yun nodded slightly, "Yes, the most complete inheritance of the Demon Sword Path. Once mastered, it will be able to fight against the masters of ancient civilizations."
"That's wonderful!" Qiongqi exclaimed joyfully.
Immediately afterwards, the group left the Central Sea Abyss and returned to Starry Sky Academy.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Gan Feng hurried in and said:
"Huang Shang left the academy for the Primordial Civilization two months ago. She couldn't find you, so she asked me to pass on her message."
She said she'd be waiting for you there!
Everyone was slightly taken aback, not expecting Huang Shang to set off so early. They had originally planned to take her with them to the ancient civilization.
The previous statement about asking Ling Yao to take Huang Shang as her disciple after their encounter in the Primordial Civilization was a joke. Ling Yao really likes Huang Shang and has decided to formally accept her as her disciple after the war.
As a result, this period of time was delayed.
Gan Feng scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said:
"Um... I'm not last anymore, I'm sixteenth now!"
Upon hearing this, Abao angrily said:
"Brother, you've fallen! Isn't being last good enough? How could you, the evergreen of the last-place class, willingly degenerate like this!"
"Sigh~" Gan Feng looked guilty. "I also want to stay in last place, but my strength won't allow it."
Ah Bao said with great sorrow:
"You are a disgrace to the last-place class..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Just kidding, congratulations, sworn brother!"
For the next two months, Qiongqi and Abao traveled around the Demon Subduing Starfield.
Ling Yun didn't go; he instead continued to guide Ling Yao in her cultivation.
Ling Yao displayed astonishing talent as a female sword emperor, with no obstacles in her comprehension of the Demonic Sword Path, and her cultivation speed was advancing by leaps and bounds.
Ling Yun couldn't help but sigh. If Lin Muyao had been with him since childhood before her Nirvana, she probably would have become an immortal long ago. Her talent was too strong.
In terms of swordsmanship talent alone, Ling Yun felt he was inferior to Ling Yao, and perhaps in the future Ling Yao would become the most accomplished female swordsman.
Two months later, Qiongqi Abao and his companions returned.
Soon after, the group arrived at the Earth's core to visit the Fire Clan Chief and his entourage.
For the next month, let Xiao Yanran spend more time with Xiaoyao Ming, otherwise, who knows when they will see each other again.
Upon arriving at the clan leader's dojo, Xiaoyao Ming, Xiaoyao Qing, and many high-ranking members of the Fire Flame Clan were present.
"Grandpa!"
The little Pixiu jumped from Lingyun's shoulder into the clan leader's arms. He immediately recognized the clan leader as his maternal grandfather.
The clan leader was slightly taken aback. Wasn't this a Pixiu? Why was it calling him "Grandpa"?
However, upon seeing the little Pixiu's big, bright eyes and chubby, adorable face, the clan leader revealed a grandfatherly smile.
Who could resist a cute, sensible, and meowing mythical beast?
The clan leader immediately deduced the relationship between the Pixiu and Lingyun and Xiao Yanran, and then hugged the little Pixiu affectionately.
He took out the Fire Clan's exclusive jade pendant and hung it around the little Pixiu's neck, then laughed:
"This jade pendant was originally prepared for Xiao Ran's child."
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
The members of the Fire Clan couldn't resist hugging the little Pixiu.
After spending a month in the inner world, it's time to say goodbye.
On this day, on the Great Wall of Stars, Nangong Chen, Tangzhu, Ke Long, Ke Hu, Xiaoyao Ming and others, along with a group of powerful figures, saw off Ling Yun and his group.
The group said their goodbyes, and the scene was somewhat sad.
The pond owner clasped his hands and said:
"The Anglers' Association will one day expand to all the heavens and the worlds, and we will meet again in the future!"
Ling Yun nodded slightly and smiled:
"I look forward to the scene where all the heavens and myriad realms are filled with fishing hooks. Farewell, everyone!"
Nangong Chen clasped his hands in reluctance and said:
"Fellow Daoists, do not worry about having no friends on the road ahead, for who in the world does not know you!"
Tangyu will always be your home. Welcome back anytime. Goodbye!
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