Hearing this story, Zu'an and Qiao Heng felt a pang of sadness, but they remained relatively composed.
The other women were moved to tears, imagining how wonderful it would be to have such a devoted man who loved them, even if they lost their minds, their instincts would drive him to protect and love them.
Yan Xuehen cultivates the Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions, so she shouldn't be emotionally affected by matters of the heart. However, since meeting Zu An, her Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions has been completely shattered by him. As a result, she is now more sentimental than normal people. Hearing this story, she even felt her eyes getting a little wet.
Even a fierce star like Yun Jianyue was touched by the soft spot in her heart, but she was unwilling to show it. Instead, she snorted softly, "What love makes people weak? It only dulls the sword in my hand."
Having spent so much time together, Yu Yanluo and Yan Xuehen had long since become accustomed to her arrogant and hypocritical nature, and were too lazy to pay her any attention.
Zu'an, however, was more concerned about something else: "Where exactly did Suihou find that San San flower?"
It should be noted that Qin Shi Huang, who came after the Marquis of Sui, was not too far removed from the time of the Marquis of Sui. He mobilized the entire nation's resources but could not find even a trace of the elixir of immortality. Yet, a few hundred years earlier, a mentally unstable Marquis of Sui had found it.
The woman shook her head: "I don't know how he found it. I was on my deathbed at the time, and he had lost the ability to speak. He was just very excited holding that flower, but I noticed that the black mist on his body was getting thicker... Not long after, I was sealed by the Yuanling Dew."
Instead of hearing any reasonable answer, Zu An felt a little relieved. If the answer were too flawless, he would have suspected that it was carefully fabricated.
However, she mentioned that the black mist was thicker, could it be that she had become more deeply possessed by demons?
Unfortunately, she refused to say what had happened to Suihou that caused him to become possessed by a demon.
"How many years have you spent here?" Yu Yanluo asked softly. Because of their close blood ties, she naturally felt a sense of closeness and put herself in the other person's shoes. She wondered how the other person had endured so many years of loneliness while being sealed in the jade coffin.
The woman looked at Yu Yanluo with some surprise in her eyes. She could obviously feel the bloodline in the other woman's body: "I don't know. I know it's been a very, very long time. But Suihou often comes to the jade coffin to keep me company. Although he can't say anything, that's enough."
"Can you sense the outside world from inside the Divine Essence Stone?" Yan Xuehen asked curiously. Although he was a Grandmaster, he had only heard of the legend of the Divine Essence Stone and had never seen the sealed object inside still alive.
The woman shook her head slightly: "It's not something I can perceive accurately. It's a bit like a dream. Many times I don't know if it's real or not. But in recent years, as the Three-Three Flower has gradually matured, and I've been nourished by its life essence, I've been vaguely awakening some consciousness."
Yan Xuehen and
Yun Jianyue nodded secretly; this experience was indeed very helpful to them.
Princess Changning, standing to the side, was quite displeased. Since she had been resurrected, didn't that prove that she had already used the Three-Three Flower?
We fought our way to this point, and so many of our comrades died, only to end up with nothing to show for it.
Yu Yanluo and Princess Soren felt alright, since the Immortal Flower was originally prepared for them by Marquis Sui. In comparison, this affection that had lasted for thousands of years touched them more.
Zu An asked in a deep voice, "You have the Divine Essence Stone to seal him, and the Three-Three Flower to revive him, but what about him? How could he possibly survive such a long period of time?"
“Of course he couldn’t live through these long years,” the woman said with a hint of sadness, “because he’s already dead.”
"Dead?" Although Zuan had already guessed, everyone's expression still changed drastically when they heard this. What was that being that had just slaughtered everyone?
Tears welled in the woman's eyes: "After he fell into demonic possession, his life force was already weak. Later, when he found the Three-Three Flower and the Yuanling Dew for me, it exhausted his already limited life force. The reason why he still appears 'alive' to outsiders is entirely due to the demonic energy in his body. Perhaps his obsession with waiting for the Three-Three Flower to revive me is what keeps him going."
How could that black demonic energy have allowed someone to live for so long?
Everyone was a little excited. How many powerful people in this world have gone to great lengths to achieve immortality? If those old monsters who are about to die knew about this thing, wouldn't they go crazy?
However, everyone quickly calmed down. Although this demonic energy could make people exist for a long time, they lost their minds and could only retain their instincts and obsessions from their previous life. Could this still be called immortality?
Zuan, on the contrary, felt somewhat apologetic: "So, in that case, I actually killed him just now."
The black aura on the monster's body is now so thin that it is almost invisible to the naked eye.
Without the support of this demonic energy, he became noticeably weaker.
Before the woman could answer, a dry voice rang out: "No, it was you who freed me."
It was as if they hadn't spoken in a long time, and they weren't quite used to it yet.
Everyone was startled. The monster spoke?
The woman was equally surprised and delighted: "Sui Lang, you...you've regained your senses?"
Her voice trembled, as if she feared that everything before her was a hallucination.
The man smiled gently at her, and with her help, he struggled to sit up: "Ever since I became possessed by a demon, I have been living a life worse than death. I couldn't even end my own life. All I could think about was endless pain. Thanks to your magical light, you actually managed to exorcise the evil spirit from me."
As he spoke, his body visibly withered away, as if it were being... weathered away.
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