Xuanyuan Ling pulled Long Qing back. Upon hearing his words, Long Qing shouted angrily, "Then what do you think we should do? Are you just going to watch your little brother die like this? "
Long Qing was worried about Xiao Chen's safety, so she couldn't care about anything else. However, Xuanyuan Ling said seriously, "Third Brother isn't dead yet. If we want to save him, we have to stay alive first."
Compared to Long Qing, Xuanyuan Ling was obviously more rational. Upon hearing his words, Long Qing slowly calmed down. She knew that Xuanyuan Ling was right. However, now that Xiao Chen had been captured by Ba Huang, Long Qing was extremely worried.
They couldn't find any clues about Xiao Chen and Hong Xiu. In addition, no one knew what happened after they left, let alone the existence of the mysterious old man. Therefore, Luo Li and Hong Lian naturally placed all their attention on Ba Huang.
Both of them speculated that the Will of the Heavenly Path was the one who captured Xiao Chen alive and took away the power of all living beings along with Hongxiu.
Luo Li and Hong Lian couldn't be blamed for having such thoughts. After all, the information they knew was very limited. Judging from the current situation, Ba Huang was undoubtedly the most suspicious.
Moreover, in the entire Eight Desolation World, other than the few Sector Lords, only the Wills of the Heavenly Dao could transfer the energy of living beings.
After searching for half a month, they still found nothing. In the end, Luo Li and Hong Lian had no choice but to give the order to retreat. They decided to temporarily return to First Wilderness.
They were almost certain that Xiao Chen and Hong Xiu had been captured by Ba Huang. If they wanted to save them, they naturally had to think of a long-term plan.
After all, even if it was Luo Li and Hong Lian, they wouldn't dare to barge into the headquarters of Ba Huang. Otherwise, they would be besieged by the Will Of The Heavenly Way. Luo Li and Hong Lian wouldn't be able to fight against so many.
If he wanted to save Xiao Chen and Hong Xiu, he could not act rashly. The only thing he could do now was to return to the First Desolation.
Although Long Qing was extremely unwilling to accept Hong Lian and Luo Li's decision, under Xuanyuan Ling's persuasion, he could only nod and agree in the end.
At this point, the only thing that could make Long Qing and Xuanyuan Ling feel a little relieved was that Xiao Chen's Life Jade was not broken. This at least proved that Xiao Chen was still alive. This was the only good news.
With Ba Huang, Luo Li and Hong Xiu hurried over with their people, but they failed to find any clues in the end. They could only return to the First Desolation and think of a long-term plan.
Everyone left. No one had thought that Xiao Chen and Hong Xiu had not been captured by Ba Huang. Instead, they had been saved by the mysterious old man.
It had been over a month since Xiao Chen had been saved by the mysterious old man. During that time, Xiao Chen had successfully accepted the power of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign's bloodline.
He had completely transferred the power of his bloodline to Xiao Chen. This could be considered a form of inheritance in another sense. However, after accepting the power of the bloodline, Xiao Chen's injuries had completely healed, but he still showed no signs of waking up.
This was not strange. After all, the power of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign's bloodline was far too powerful. It would take some time for Xiao Chen to completely fuse with it. During this time, Xiao Chen would remain unconscious.
He was not worried about Xiao Chen's situation. Instead, he was worried about the remnant soul of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign. After a few days, it had become more and more illusory. It looked like it could disappear at any time.
There was nothing the old man could do about this. Or rather, the old man did not want to do anything. This was what the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign wanted.
There was no need for him to be reluctant to part with a remnant soul. Even if the old man did something and temporarily preserved the remnant soul of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign, what use would it be?
The situation of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign's remnant soul was different from that of Qin Shuirou and the others. There was no way for it to recover. Even if it was preserved for the time being, it would only be a struggle at death's door.
Furthermore, as the number one sword cultivator in the Great Thousand World, the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign naturally had his own pride. He would rather die than live without any dignity.
Furthermore, the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign's final wish had been fulfilled. He had finally found a successor in this world who could inherit his legacy. That was enough for him.
On this day, the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign and the old man sat opposite each other in the courtyard outside the wooden house. With the appearance of the wooden house, the small continent had completely changed its appearance. The spiritual energy was extremely dense, and as far as the eye could see, it was emerald green and full of life. In terms of scenery, it was not inferior to the Hachibara Senkai's Jade Pavilion World.
The old man took a sip of the wine in his cup and said plainly, "It's about time."
As he spoke, the old man glanced at the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign. The remnant soul of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign had already begun to slowly dissipate. When it left his feet, it had already turned into specks of stars and scattered in the world.
The Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign's time was up. However, in the face of death, the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign appeared extremely calm. He smiled and said, "Yes, it's time. Old man, there won't be anyone to drink with you in the future."
"Haha, you sword maniac. Even if you're alive, when have you ever spent time with me?" The old man laughed heartily.
Both the old man and the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign appeared very calm in the face of death. They did not show the slightest bit of fear because of the impending death.
Such calmness was definitely not an act. They had truly seen through life and death, or rather, they had truly seen through the boundary between life and death.
As he laughed, the remnant soul of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign was only left with the area above his chest. At the last moment, the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign spoke to the old man with a rare serious expression.
"Old man, thank you. Thank you for taking me to so many places over the years."
The old man didn't reply. The Heaven-Breaking Sword Reverend didn't mind either. After a pause, he continued.
After pausing for a moment, he continued, "I have one last request."
"Speak," the old man said indifferently.
"Take that boy as your disciple. His talent is pretty good, and he has obtained my bloodline power. In the future, he will not be inferior to me. However, he is like a piece of unpolished jade. Unfortunately, I do not have the time to personally teach him. Take him as your disciple and teach him for me."
The old man immediately turned around and cursed. "In your dreams. You've taken in a disciple, yet you want me to teach him? You get all the good things."
"Haha, just take it as me begging you. After all, I've never begged you even once in my life. You won't refuse, right?" The Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign smiled in response to the old man's curses. Before he even finished speaking, the remnant soul of the Heaven-breaking Sword Sovereign had already completely dissipated. However, one could still faintly see the complacent smile on the old man's face.
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