Not to mention that it could bring the dead back to life, but Ye Tianze felt that this elixir was not far from the elixir that could have such an effect.
He had refined countless elixirs in his previous life, but he had never refined such a miraculous elixir. Moreover, he had never heard of such a power.
Therefore, he guessed that this elixir definitely did not originate from this world. Or it could be said that it appeared in an era even older than his previous life.
Although Zhu Que was very tired, she soon realized that something was wrong with him. This was because the vigorous vitality exuding from his body was too dazzling in this desolate starry sky.
"What did you do?" Zhu Que asked worriedly.
"I made a deal with the Ancient Divine Lamp's Lamp Spirit," Ye Tianze said.
"What? You actually made a deal with the Lamp Spirit? You … sold your own body?" Zhu Que's expression turned ugly.
"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid," Ye Tianze said.
However, in Zhu Que's opinion, Ye Tianze might be stupid enough to make such a deal under such circumstances.
When Ye Tianze took out the Ancient Divine Lamp, Zhu Que was even more certain of this point. However, when she looked at Ye Tianze, she felt a little bitter in her heart.
Accompanied by a flash of green light, Ye Tianze suddenly hugged Zhu Que and said, "Let's go home!"
At the border between the Southern Land and Tiannan.
Several peak-level Immortal Realm experts of the Dutian Clan had been severely injured. Three of the eight Acheron purple-masked assassins from outside the country had also fallen. The remaining five were also in a state of serious injury.
However, the person they were facing was only an old man who looked like a lamp without oil. He looked so thin and weak, as if he would fall down with a gust of wind.
However, he stood there like a statue, but also like a mountain. No matter how they attacked him, he would not fall down.
"This old thing, his final radiance of the setting sun has already passed. If we put in a little more effort, we can kill him. If we rush to Tian Nan, we can still catch up to that little thing!" The person in the lead was Du Tianyue.
During this period of time, the Dutian Clan had suffered heavy losses. Moreover, the Dutian Clan had only been attacked by this pair of grandfather and grandson.
The Dutian Clan of the Southern Territory, a titled clan, was in a state of panic. None of their disciples dared to leave the city. For the Dutian Clan, this was not only a loss of resources, but also a blow to their reputation in the Southern Territory.
Finally, this old thing was like a lamp that had run out of oil. Just as they were about to kill him with a single slash, they had lost two-thirds of their thirty people. The remaining few were also struggling at death's door.
Although Du Tianyue was comforting everyone, no one dared to go up. Even Acheron's purple-masked assassin was terrified by this old man. They had never seen such a terrifying opponent before.
When they fought with him, it was as if they were the prey, not the other party.
Du Tianyue had said this many times. They had been tricked many times. Every time, they would say that the old man was a lamp that had run out of oil. However, every time he swung his blade, they would tremble in fear.
"You are Acheron's assassins. You are from the Dutian Clan, a titled clan. How can you be scared by this old fart?!" Du Tianyue said angrily.
Seeing that no one was listening to his orders, he immediately held his sword and walked toward the old man. Although he was holding on, his body was still very honest. Every step he took would cause him to tremble. This was because the old man was looking at him with a smile. However, this smile made his hair stand on end.
No one laughed at him. At least he had the courage to walk over. They no longer had the courage to do so.
"Titled clan? You are not worthy … Cough, cough, cough … "The old man coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and slowly raised his blade.
"Hahaha, I know that the Futian Clan is powerful. However, so what? The Futian Clan is a thing of the past. You will never be able to recreate the glory of your ancestors. However, the Dutian Clan is still standing in this world. We are titled by the Human Emperor himself!" Du Tianyue stopped.
He looked at the old man and said sarcastically, "You are at most a pile of dust in history. The kind that no one remembers!"
"You!!!" The old man's hand that was holding the blade trembled slightly.
"Hahaha, you don't have any strength left, do you? Old man, your death is here!" Du Tianyue said angrily.
"You can come over and try. See if I can chop off your dog head." The old man suddenly put away his angry expression and calmed down.
Dou Tianyue hesitated. What he said just now was just a test. With the old man's temper, he would definitely attack in anger. However, he didn't attack. This meant that he didn't have the ability to fight back.
However, Du Tianyue was afraid of death. Moreover, with the lesson from the previous incident, he did not dare to run over easily.
"I don't need to fight with you at all. I just need to wait here quietly and wait for you to die." Du Tianyue did not go forward in the end.
The few Acheron assassins looked at each other in disbelief. The scene in front of them was too strange.
Almost twenty of them did not dare to go up against an old man. They even said that they would wait for him to die. Such self-deceiving words.
It was simply a mockery of the Acheron and the Dutian Clan.
The sun was high in the sky. They were motionless like statues. They heard the sound of the wind, their breathing, and their heartbeats, but there were no footsteps.
"A bunch of trash!" The old man wanted to turn around and take a look.
However, he knew that he would not be able to see Tang Tianjun even if he turned around. He could not turn around either. The longer he stood, the safer Tang Tianjun would be.
He could even feel that his life was fading away at a speed that was within reach. However, in the face of death, he smiled.
He could not sing anymore. He did not even have the strength to speak. His vision began to blur and his eyelids were as heavy as mountains.
"It's over … It's finally over … God bless my clan. God bless … God bless my foolish child … God bless …" The old man was unwilling to accept this.
He thought of Du Tianyue's words and was unwilling to accept this. Why did the famous Futian Clan end up like this? Why did such a small fry deserve to be praised by the world?
"It's over … It's over …"
He slowly closed his eyes. Regardless of whether it was his unwillingness or anything else, all of it vanished into thin air at this moment.
"Old man, you can't hold on anymore!"
Du Tianyue roared and suddenly slashed down with his sword. "I will hang your dog head on the top of Zhou Tian City and expose it to the sun for a year. I will bury your corpse in the latrine of Wan Guan Restaurant and let people profane it for eternity. Only then can the hatred in the hearts of the Dutian Clan be vented!"
The sword slashed directly at the old man's head.
However, at this moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. Du Tianyue was so frightened that his body trembled. He immediately retreated, thinking that the old man wanted to kill him.
However, the old man did not kill him. He only opened his eyes a little and slowly raised his head to look at the sky.
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