"Three thousand years ago, because of your pride as a dragon, you severed your daughter's love and imprisoned her for hundreds of thousands of years …"
Xie Tian didn't even look at Duanmu Xiao 'er as he walked toward Ao Qing. He thought about how this old dragon was smashed by Poshan's gift.
"Three thousand years later, because of your selfishness as a dragon, you destroyed the Thousand Beasts Temple, severed Ao Xu's life, and trapped me in the array.
So, it was time to smash it!
"It's all the Old Man's fault, it's all the Old Man's fault …"
Ao Qing turned back into her human form and knelt toward Xie Tian. "I only beg Xie Tian to save my daughter."
This … this is Xie Tian?
The Beast Taming Sect members who were struggling against the alien path's possession were completely stunned. They even forgot the pain of their souls being torn apart!
"Isn't … isn't he Potian?"
"No wonder he's so terrifyingly strong. He killed non-stop the moment he entered the sect …"
"But … but he's trapped by the Dragon Trapping Array …"
…
"Hahahaha!"
Duanmu Xiao 'er's maniacal laughter exploded in the Dragon Trapping Array. "Xie Tian, you came to save Ao Xu. If you break this array, Ao Xu will die. How will you choose?"
He was laughing because he was confident in the Dragon Trapping Array.
"I want to see if someone as strong as the Dark Blade can break the array without hurting Ao Xu!"
Thinking up to this point, Duanmu Xiao Er's eyes rolled, revealing a sinister look: "Everyone, listen up! Kill Ao Qing and absorb the dragon blood essence into your body. The backlash from the alien path's possession will be resolved! "
As soon as he said that, the Dragon Trapping Array was filled with killing intent!
Seeing this, Xie Tian walked toward the east side of the Dragon Trapping Array.
"Kill everyone who's neither human nor beast."
"Yes!"
The six Grand Elders accepted the order. Lu Xian released his aura and started to mercilessly slaughter hundreds of thousands of beasts and human souls.
"How dare you!"
Duanmu Xiao 'er was in disbelief. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets!
This was because all the surviving disciples in the Dragon Trapping Array, after being suppressed by the essence of the dragon blood, would inevitably complete the Heterodox Path's possession and become his capital to move unhindered in the Nine Regions!
But now, his capital was being destroyed one by one by his own Grand Elder …
Duanmu Xiao Er couldn't believe what he was seeing!
"Tuoba Xue, do you want to die? Hurry up and stop! "
The six Lu Xian sneered, "Duanmu Xiao 'er, we have already become Young Master Xie Tian's soul slaves!"
"If you know what's good for you, then kneel and beg for mercy. Perhaps Young Master Xie Tian will leave your corpse intact!"
…
"What a good move!" Duanmu Xiao Er was enraged, "Xie Tian, my son must have been poisoned by you …"
When he finally reached his position, Xie Tian turned around and said, "Isn't this the scene you've been waiting for?"
"Hmph!" Duanmu Xiao Er withdrew his gaze from his son and sneered, "You speak as if you can break the Dragon Trapping Array without harming Ao Xu."
"I can't," Xie Tian answered casually.
"Ha!" Duanmu Xiao Er laughed, "Even Dark Blade can't do it, much less you who have recovered your cultivation!"
Xie Tian nodded, "Indeed, he can't either."
Then, Duanmu Xiao Er couldn't laugh anymore.
Because even though Xie Tian couldn't break the Dragon Trapping Array, he was still so confident.
"Strange, could it be that Xie Tian has …" When he saw Luo Xiuxiu's face, Duanmu Xiao 'er's soul almost left his body. He screamed, "This, this, this, this is Rakshasa Lord, the Monarch!"
"Yes, but her immortal power is sealed and she is like a mortal. I won't let her recover her cultivation."
The more Xie Tian denied his trump card, the more uneasy Duanmu Xiao Er felt. But the six Lu Xian's killing speed slowed down.
They took it seriously.
"Could it be that Xie Tian really can't break the Dragon Trapping Array?"
"It's possible. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said that Ao Qing trapped him for no reason …"
"Then what should we do?"
"Kill them slowly …"
…
The strange behavior of the six Lu Immortals gave Duanmu Xiao 'er an inexplicable confidence.
"Six of them, could it be that Xie Tian really can't …"
While Duanmu Xiao Er was struggling, Xie Tian took out a table from his storage bag.
This table was used to hold two red candles with the word "happiness" on them during the forbidden love that happened hundreds of thousands of years ago.
In the Body Sect's Great Heaven Ascension Mystic Realm, it was used to hold the three jade talismans of Poshan's inheritance.
And now, its only use was to enter the Ancient Realm.
"Entering the Ancient Realm for the third time …"
Xie Tian took a deep breath, crushed the table, and entered the Ancient Illusion.
When the Ancient Illusion appeared, Duanmu Xiao Er's heart, which was in his throat, returned to his stomach, and he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Humph, pretending to be mysterious? It's just entering the Ancient Fantasy Realm …" Duanmu Xiao Er sneered. "Fine, I'll grant you a pair of ill-fated mandarin ducks this once.
Buzz buzz buzz …
There was a thunderous roar, as if the gates of heaven had opened. A deep ravine of unknown depth appeared on the Dragon Trapping Ice Field.
The ravine was so deep that the bottom could not be seen. The sound of chains shook the sky, and a faint sorrowful aura dissipated.
Along with the sorrow, there was also a strong sense of longing that made it hard for one to breathe.
When this longing saw the majestic figure sitting on the peak of the broken mountain in the Ancient Illusion, it turned into an affectionate murmur.
"Poshan …"
Poshan was crying.
Every time he finished cultivating, he would sit on the peak of the broken mountain and silently cry while facing the Cloud Province in the northwest.
The tears were not from pain, helplessness, or sadness, but from longing.
"Mother, your husband misses you so much …"
"But your husband can't save you …"
"But your husband must save you!"
…
These words were repeated for tens of thousands of years.
On the Dragon Trapping Ice Field, the faint cry of a dragon resounded.
Xie Tian knew that this was the cry of the little White Dragon, and this cry was sweet.
This was because the love between man and dragon had long surpassed life and death, surpassed all shackles, and existed for eternity.
Whether it was Poshan's tears or Ao Xu's cries, they were all pure and sweet.
And the sorrow that had accumulated for tens of thousands of years was left to everyone on the Dragon Trapping Ice Field.
Almost everyone knew about this forbidden love.
But no one, including Duanmu Xiao 'Er, could have imagined that this love that could be said to be endless pain for both Poshan and Ao Xu would be without resentment, hatred, or ruthlessness …
And it was this pure yearning, this pure sweetness, that made almost everyone subconsciously angry.
"What did they do wrong?"
"They did nothing wrong, it's the world that's wrong …"
"The world is heartless, so it doesn't allow people to have feelings, heh …"
…
Duanmu Xiao 'Er was also angry, so much so that his eyes turned red.
"Hmph, what sweetness, it's just self-numbing under helplessness. If you really have the ability, there's no need to say goodbye! There's no need to be sad! "
Xie Tian agreed with Duanmu Xiao 'Er's opinion. Even this scene made his ice-cold heart tremble slightly, and his eyes became moist.
But one thing was undeniable: powerlessness was the origin of Poshan's sweet tears.
Because to Poshan, powerlessness was not only because he couldn't save his beloved wife, but also because of the dead end of the body refinement path …
"But is it really so …"
Xie Tian didn't believe it.
He didn't believe that the third trip into the ancient world would end in such heart-wrenching misery.
He also didn't believe that Poshan would let others save his wife.
When Poshan's hair turned white, Xie Tian seemed to realize something. His blood-red eyes narrowed, and his expression became unprecedentedly serious.
Almost at the same time as Xie Tian, Dark Blade reacted.
Body refinement warriors were very strong, so strong that even the world that had enough of it wanted to sever this cultivation path.
But some paths couldn't be severed.
Therefore, the heartless world ruthlessly waved its hand and severed the lifespan of the body refinement warriors of the world.
Tens of thousands of years of bitter cultivation, tens of thousands of years of tears, made the top body refinement warrior of the Nine Provinces gradually turn white.
The white head was terrifying.
It signified old age, signified death.
And the white head Poshan was even more terrifying.
Because on a certain day hundreds of thousands of years ago, he didn't cultivate, didn't shed tears, and just stood on the peak of the broken mountain, gazing deeply at the northwest where Cloud Prefecture was located.
It seemed to be the same scene, but there was something different.
This time, Poshan, whose lifespan was exhausted, was standing.
Moreover, he stood perfectly straight, his spine seeming to want to break the sky.
Suddenly, Xie Tian's chest and abdomen twitched violently, causing his ice-cold killing intent to surge, causing hot tears to gush out of his indifferent blood-red eyes.
"Poshan …"
Suddenly, the Dragon Icefield let out a deafening wail. Chains danced wildly, and dragon roars resounded, turning the sweetness that lingered in the Dragon Icefield into mournfulness.
Poshan, who was about to die of old age, smiled for the first time in tens of thousands of years.
"Die!"
These crisp words were the last words of Ancestor Poshan, who had carried a mountain from the Endless North Sea and founded the Body Sect.
As his last words were spoken, Poshan threw the last punch of his life toward Cloud Prefecture in the northwest.
When this punch was thrown, the void shattered …
But Poshan's body didn't become a Saint. Instead, he entered the process of becoming a soldier.
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