The conversation about Xie Tian's re-cultivation ended at the topic of the Essence Cultivation Technique.
Whether it was the golden magical power that he once cultivated or the Essence Cultivation Technique that made the Evil Emperor almost immortal, Xie Tian was shocked.
He was so shocked that he completely gave up on the idea of immediately starting cultivation. Instead, he sat down and stared blankly while stroking the dragon-shaped jade pendant.
Dark Blade could understand.
Xie Tian's temperament was strong, and because of Shenshao's death, he sealed 90% of his emotions, which was towards Dark Blade. Otherwise, if it was someone else, Xie Tian would be an iceberg that no one could melt.
And what he was most concerned about now was not Xie Tian's re-cultivation, but how to melt the iceberg that was Xie Tian.
Because of this, he revealed some things that Xie Tian should not know. At least to shock him, it was also a way to melt the iceberg.
Three days passed while Xie Tian was in a daze.
Three days later, night fell. Xie Tian's cold blood-red eyes glowed with traces of blood-red light.
Seeing this light, Dark Blade was very pleased.
Because Xie Tian finally put aside Shenshao and his three hundred brothers, and returned to a trace of normalcy.
This trace of normalcy made Xie Tian continue to postpone cultivation.
"Dark Blade, what else do you know about the Evil Emperor's inheritance?"
"What I know, you know most of it." Dark Blade thought for a moment, then said, "The Evil Moon in your body is only a tiny part of the Emperor weapon, but its power is comparable to an immortal weapon. If you want to use it, you must fuse with the Evil Emperor's aura."
Seeing Dark Blade mention the Evil Moon, Xie Tian finally could not help but ask, "Why don't you eat it?"
Dark Blade was shocked, "You're willing to?"
"There's nothing I'm unwilling to do with you."
"Unfortunately, I can't eat it." The Dark Blade gently swung its blade. "A complete Evilmoon is also a Great Emperor. Every Great Emperor has a different Dao. Devouring it is the same as courting death."
Hearing this, Xie Tian sighed. The Dark Blade had followed him all the way, recovering and getting injured again and again. It was a pity that Xie Tian was too weak to help the Dark Blade.
"Don't worry, I have a way to recover, but you have to at least become a Dao Master, otherwise we can't go there."
"Okay." Xie Tian took a deep breath. "Is there a way to heal my injuries?"
"I've been ready for a long time."
The Dark Blade trembled slightly, and two black-robed men appeared in front of Xie Tian.
"Xie Tian! You're courting death, hurry up and … "
"Dark Blade, do it!"
Before the monarch of Rakshasa could finish his venomous words, the dark Blade shone with a black light, and a monstrous amount of immortal energy surged out of his body and into the dark Blade.
"Ahhhh …"
In just half an incense's time, the monarch of Rakshasa became an empty black robe, and disappeared from the world.
Seeing this, the only female among the six monarchs of Rakshasa trembled uncontrollably.
"Xie Tian, let … let me go." Seeing that the Dark Blade had turned around to face her, the female monarch took a deep breath, and said solemnly, "You don't even know who I am, you …"
Crack!
With a tug, Xie Tian tore off the black robe of the female monarch, and said softly, "So you're also human."
These five words almost made the female monarch vomit blood.
"Rakshasa is also a kind of living being in the universe, and they're very powerful." The Dark Blade explained.
"Is it as powerful as the Evil Emperor?"
"They're different," the Dark Blade explained, "The Evil Emperor is strong, but as strong as he is, he can't destroy the Rakshasa clan."
Xie Tian raised his eyebrows.
"You'll know about this in the future."
Seeing that the Dark Blade didn't say anything, Xie Tian knows that he doesn't have the qualifications to know these secrets, but at least he knows a little.
"Such a powerful Rakshasa clan, crippling a mere Undying Immortal like you won't have much of an effect."
"Xie Tian!" The female monarch was scared, trembling, "Let me go, my Rakshasa clan will give you a compensation that can move your heart."
"Tell me what happened to me." Xie Tian said softly, "I'm very curious, why would someone as nameless as me make such a big fuss"
The female monarch's voice trembled: "Because you have the Primordial Manifestation Physique, because you're at least an Undying Immortal, because your battle prowess is too terrifying!"
Xie Tian ignored her and said softly: "I've been in a bad mood recently, don't make me vent on you"
"I'll tell you, you, you swore to let …"
"Kill me."
Xie Tian closed his eyes. The Dark Blade trembled slightly.
The female monarch was scared out of her wits, screaming: "I'll tell you! I'll tell you! It's because your existence will affect the layout of the Three Thousand Worlds! "
After thinking about it, Xie Tian realized that he didn't need to worry about this, so he ignored her and focused his mind on the Thearch Weapon, Evilmoon.
In the Demonic Moon Continent, the flames of war had already stopped. The mortal world, which was riddled with holes, was gradually being rebuilt in the hands of countless people of the Kingdom of Yan.
Xie Tian had already released the Jin Dynasty army. Now in the Demonic Moon Continent, there was only his father Mad Old Man, one thousand and one evil army, his father's soul slaves, and Mo Shaoxing who was begging for death.
Xie Tian's appearance didn't make everyone ecstatic.
Because everyone felt that Xie Tian's aura was even colder than when he saved the evil army.
This coldness was even more shocking than when Xie Tian lost his cultivation.
"Father, bring the evil army to Yue Zhou, take everyone to Wan Zhou, and ask Lord Wu Shang to guard Yue Zhou."
His father walked forward slowly and sighed at Xie Tian, who had lost his cultivation. "Xie Tian, no matter what happens, you have to take care of yourself. I believe that you will still be alive and kicking in defiance of the heavens in two years!"
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
…
Looking at the faces of Xue Yan and the others, Xie Tian squeezed out a smile: "I'm fine."
Without much greeting, the evil army and the soul slaves, who had already rested, left under his father's lead.
In the small courtyard, only Mad Old Man and Xie Tian were left.
Mad Old Man sat in a daze. He didn't move, nor did he ask anything.
Xie Tian's heart ached. He sat beside Mad Old Man and said softly: "Grandpa Mad, everything is over."
Mad Old Man's body trembled, and he felt endless guilt.
"What, what about him …"
He was the master that Mad Old Man had been loyal to, Xie Wudi.
But even Xie Tian didn't know what happened to Xie Wudi.
"Maybe he's dead …" Xie Tian sighed and asked softly, "Grandpa Mad, how much do you know about the Demonic Wind?"
"The Demonic Wind appeared when Xie Wudi was in the Dao Master Realm. It was his most trusted person, but even Shen Feng didn't know where it came from …"
After answering, the haggard Mad Old Man finally looked at Xie Tian with guilt. "Little, little Tian Tian, I'm sorry …"
"Grandpa Mad, you didn't do me wrong." Xie Tian looked at the sky. "It was Xie Wudi who wronged us. He gave us a fake inheritance and lied to you. But I took revenge, and I got the real inheritance …"
The crazy old man bawled loudly. His muddy old tears were so complicated that even he himself couldn't tell whether there was joy, guilt, or pain in them.
Fortunately, everything was over.
But was it over?
Xie Tian, who was about to leave the Months of Demons, couldn't help looking back at Xie Wudi's grave.
There was a white-haired old man sitting beside the grave like a walking corpse.
And this man had a pain that Xie Tian didn't dare to touch.
"Wen Shui, you don't know all this, do you …"
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