When Nie Tian and the others were about to leave, a figure showed up. It was Ni Jianming, the Saint Lord of the Dragon Rebel Tribe.
"Saint Lord, you …" Ni Qifeng looked at Ni Jianming in shock, as if he had been greatly frightened. He couldn't speak for a moment.
The news that Ni Jianming was going to leave the ancestral land where the Dragon Rebel Tribe had lived for hundreds of thousands of years was so shocking that Ni Qifeng couldn't react immediately.
Nie Tian and Jin Dabao were also stunned. Of all the people present, only Nie Tian and Jin Dabao knew Ni Jianming's real identity. As for the others, they were all unconscious when Ni Jianming regained his memory.
It wouldn't be a big deal if other members of the Dragon Rebel Tribe left the ancestral land. But Ni Jianming was the Saint Lord, the reincarnation of the Black Dragon Demon Saint. How could he leave the ancestral land?
"Saint Lord, you can't be serious, can you?" It took Ni Qifeng a long time to come back to himself. Seeing Ni Jianming's serious face, his expression changed and became gloomy.
He knew Ni Jianming very well. He was usually very easy-going, but he wouldn't change his mind once he had made up his mind.
"First Elder, I've made up my mind." Ni Jianming nodded and said, "I don't want to be the Saint Lord at all. Besides, the biggest enemy of the Dragon Rebel Tribe has been eliminated. It's enough to have you and my father in the tribe. They don't need me anymore."
"Saint Lord!" Ni Qifeng's old face was extremely gloomy. He said, "You are the Saint Lord of the Dragon Rebel Tribe. You can't change that. Even if the Soul Splitter is eliminated, you can't leave the ancestral land! "
"Why?" Ni Jianming frowned. He seemed to be a little angry.
"Because you are …" Ni Qifeng was so excited that he almost told the truth, but he held it back when the words were on the tip of his tongue.
It would be terrible if he accidentally triggered the memory of Ni Jianming's previous life.
The Soul Splitter was eliminated, but the Vanishing Shadow Inhibition was still in the members of the Dragon Rebel Tribe.
"Saint Lord, you can't leave the ancestral land. I'll go get the Chieftain." Ni Qifeng knew that he couldn't persuade Ni Jianming. After thinking for a while, he said, "No, I have to call Zi Chen over."
Even if Ni Nan came, he couldn't change Ni Jianming's mind.
Ni Jianming had only been afraid of one person since he was a child, and that was Ni Nan.
Only by calling Ni Zi Chen over might there be a chance to persuade Ni Jianming.
"Teacher, you don't need to persuade him." Just as Ni Qifeng finished speaking, a crisp voice rang out and a beautiful figure appeared. It was Ni Zi Chen.
"Qiang". Ni Qifeng looked at Ni Zi Chen and was slightly stunned. He said in surprise, "Zi Chen, do you want the Sacred Lord to leave the ancestral land?"
"Nan. Lord of Ni Chen. Ni Zi Chen nodded slightly. His delicate features revealed a touch of indifference. "I will leave with Jianming."
"Let's leave together!" Ni Qifeng screamed. His voice became sharp.
Ni Jianming hadn't been persuaded yet, but Ni Chen wanted to leave as well. How could that be?
"Ni Chen, you …" Ni Qifeng was Ni Chen's teacher. He was so angry that he was almost roaring.
"Teacher!" Without waiting for Ni Qifeng to finish, Ni Zi Chen interrupted him and said: "Jian Ming cannot stay here. He must leave. I will find a way to cure him! "
Ni Chen knew Ni Jianming's true identity, but she never thought of him as the Xuan Long Demon Saint. She only thought of him as her younger brother.
When Ni Jianming turned 16, the memory of his previous life would awaken. It was unstoppable. It was the same for every generation of the Xuan Long Demon Saint.
Ni Chen didn't want to see her younger brother die, so she had to find a way to break the Absolute Shadow Restriction for Ni Jianming. This was the reason why Ni Chen chose to be an alchemist!
She knew that Ni Jianming would die when she was six years old. From then on, she swore to find a way to break the Absolute Shadow Restriction.
Not only for Ni Jianming, but also for the entire clan!
"Ni Chen …" Ni Qifeng could feel the determination in Ni Chen's eyes. He knew that there was no turning back.
He knew his disciple very well. Ni Chen was more stubborn than Ni Jianming. She would never change her mind once she had decided on something.
"Teacher, Ni Chen thanks you for teaching me. No matter how far I go in the future, you will always be my teacher in this life!" Ni Chen suddenly knelt down. Her eyes were sparkling.
After she finished speaking, she kowtowed to Ni Qifeng.
"Ni Chen, I …" Ni Qifeng looked at the scene in front of him and choked with sobs. He suddenly understood that Ni Chen had made up her mind. If she couldn't find a way to break the restriction, she would never return to the Dragon Rebel Ancestral Land.
"Teacher, goodbye." Ni Chen stood up. Her eyes were firm again. After nodding deeply, she didn't stay any longer and turned to leave.
Ni Jianming followed behind Ni Chen, and the two of them went further and further away.
Nie Tian and the others were still in the hall. It took them a long time to react and quickly followed them.
Nie Tian caught up with Ni Chen and her brother. Looking at the two of them, the corners of his mouth curled up strangely. He thought to himself, "Maybe I have a way to break the Absolute Shadow Restriction."
"Master, it won't be long. Give me two more months, and I will definitely present you with the most perfect soul slave." Corpse Demon Monarch knew what Nie Tian was thinking and said with a smile.
"Very good." Nie Tian smiled faintly, his face full of confidence.
Corpse Demon Monarch was refining Jue Qianqiu's soul doppelganger into a soul slave. Since Jue Qianqiu was an elder of the Absolute Shadow Temple, he would definitely know how to break the Absolute Shadow Restriction.
Ni Qifeng stood rooted to the ground, staring blankly at the gradually blurring figures outside the hall. He didn't know what to do.
Since Ni Chen and Ni Jianming had left with Nie Tian and the others, there was no need for Ni Qifeng to see them off.
After leaving the Dragon Rebel Valley, Nie Tian thought let out a long sigh of relief.
They had only been in the Forbidden Land of Wind and Cloud for half a month, but they had experienced several life-and-death situations.
Although they hadn't obtained much inheritance in the Forbidden Land, they had obtained something better than inheritance.
The Qilin's precious blood didn't just increase their strength. More importantly, it changed their Martial Bodies, which would be of great benefit to their future cultivation.
"Sister, do I have a terrible illness?" Ni Jianming and Ni Zi Chen walked at the front and the former suddenly asked.
"Yes." Ni Chen nodded without hesitation. "But I can't tell you right now. I promise you that I will find a way to cure you!"
"Oh." Ni Jianming responded faintly. There was no fear on his face. Instead, there was a calm smile on his face, as if he didn't care about death.
After a while, Nie Tian and the others arrived at the valley where they had first entered the Forbidden Land of Wind and Cloud.
Nie Tian looked at the hanging coffins on the cliff, his eyes burning with passion.
He turned to Jin Dabao and said, "Dabao, it's up to you."
"Don't worry, Boss." Jin Dabao chuckled. He obviously knew what Nie Tian was thinking.
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