At this time, Yang Xuan was no longer breathing. After Zhu Feiyan rushed over, she anxiously picked up Yang Xuan's wrist and checked his pulse. Her heart sank.
Unwilling to give up, she simply lay on Yang Xuan's chest and listened to his heartbeat, but there was no reaction at all.
Zhu Feiyan finally gave up and carried Yang Xuan away.
Without the black-clothed man's interference, Zhu Feiyan's cultivation was far above the enemy's and the crisis was quickly resolved.
However, after this battle, the Fairy Palace also suffered heavy losses and needed some time to recuperate.
Fu Hongyan and the others also returned. At first, when they heard that the sect was safe, they were quite happy. However, when Zhu Feiyan told them about Yang Xuan's death, they were all shocked.
When they saw Yang Xuan lying coldly on the bed, their expressions became even more complicated.
"How is this possible?" Fu Hongyan's face was full of disbelief. She circled Yang Xuan's body several times, but still couldn't believe that Yang Xuan had died just like that.
Granny Hua's face was also full of disbelief. She even ran over to check Yang Xuan's pulse. When there was no reaction, she began to believe it.
Sun Xiaoya's expression was complicated. Her eyes had long since turned red and tears fell.
Although Yang Xuan had lied to her, their relationship was different from others. She felt as if something was pressing down on her heart, making her feel very sad.
Zhu Feiyan felt that something was wrong and asked Fu Hongyan with her eyes.
Fu Hongyan sighed and told them everything that had happened from the first time they met Yang Xuan.
After listening, Zhu Feiyan and the other elders were all shocked. They didn't expect that this seemingly young expert in front of them would have such a legendary experience.
After exclaiming in surprise, Zhu Feiyan's heart was only filled with sorrow.
She didn't expect such an extraordinary person to die here. She also felt sad.
"Do you know senior's sect?" Zhu Feiyan asked.
Fu Hongyan looked at Sun Xiaoya. Her understanding of Yang Xuan might not be as good as Sun Xiaoya's.
Sun Xiaoya blinked her eyes and said, "I once asked him. He said he was all alone. He had no relatives or friends, and he didn't have a teacher."
Zhu Feiyan sighed and said, "He is indeed an extraordinary person. How about this, since senior has saved my Immortal Palace, let's bury him in the forbidden area behind the Fairy Peak."
Although the Back Mountain Forbidden Grounds had always only buried the senior experts of the Fairy Palace, no one objected at this time, and everyone expressed their agreement.
Had Yang Xuan, who was lying in bed, died?
Of course not.
However, at this moment, he was unable to speak of his suffering.
What Helim had sealed off with the aura of death was only his fake life force. His true will had long been hidden in the depths of his body.
But the problem was, for some unknown reason, Helim did not leave after killing it. Instead, she sent a part of her will into his body.
At this time, Yang Xuan couldn't hear what Zhu Feiyan and the others were saying. He had sealed off all of his senses and couldn't even let out a trace of his aura.
Otherwise, Helim would immediately discover that he wasn't dead, and further discover his identity.
Fortunately, Helim's original intention didn't seem to be him. She was only hiding in his body and probing the outside world.
Yang Xuan guessed that Helim was most likely using this method to obtain the power of time.
Fortunately, Helim didn't suspect him. Otherwise, she would only need to carefully examine his body to discover his hidden secret.
The problem now was that he had to obtain a sense of the outside world to determine his next step.
That's it!
He had a sudden inspiration.
The power of space was very hidden for Helim, and was not easy to discover.
He could use the power of space to open up a hair-thin passage to the outside world and obtain information from the outside world.
Just do it!
Yang Xuan carefully began to operate the power of space. Like a strand of hair, or a thread thinner than a strand of hair, it slowly extended from an unknown part of Yang Xuan's body.
Helim's consciousness didn't notice this, and it was unknown what she was thinking.
Yang Xuan let out a sigh of relief, and the hair-thin power of space finally extended from his forehead.
The next moment, he 'saw' the outside world.
The first thing he saw was Sun Xiaoya, whose eyes were red. She stared blankly at Yang Xuan, her thoughts unknown.
Standing behind her was Li Changfeng, who had a complicated expression on his face. His gaze alternated between Sun Xiaoya and Yang Xuan's corpses from time to time.
"Xiaoya!" Granny Hua's voice came from outside.
Sun Xiaoya wiped her eyes, and after a sound of acknowledgment, walked out.
Li Changfeng was left alone. He stared at Yang Xuan for a long time, and then let out a long sigh. "Sigh, tell me, how did you die just like that?"
Yang Xuan didn't know what he wanted to say. After making sure that Helim's consciousness wasn't paying attention, he began to investigate his surroundings.
It looked like a guest room. It was quaint and elegant.
Yang Xuan didn't dare to probe any further, and slowly retracted his Divine Sense.
Li Changfeng continued, "I originally wanted to train hard, then defeat you and win Xiaoya's heart. Now, it seems that there's no need for that. Sigh, what a pity, what a pity. "
His face was full of regret, as if he wasn't very happy about Yang Xuan's death. Instead, he felt very pained.
Yang Xuan had a whole new level of respect for him. This person wasn't bad in nature, just a little arrogant.
After a while, a few people walked in, carrying something. Yang Xuan looked at it and saw that it was a black coffin.
Was he going to bury him?
Yang Xuan thought.
Then, Zhu Feiyan, Fu Hongyan, and a few other people that Yang Xuan didn't recognize walked in. Zhu Feiyan said, "I originally wanted to give Senior a grand burial, but now is a special time. The enemies that were repelled might come back at any time. Let's keep it simple."
No one had any objections. A few disciples of the Fairy Palace walked over, carrying Yang Xuan into the coffin on the ground.
Yang Xuan felt that for a moment, Helim's consciousness was ready to move, but she immediately restrained herself.
Yang Xuan let out a sigh of relief. If Helim suddenly attacked now, no one here would be able to survive.
Fortunately, he seemed to have some reservations about the purple energy, so he didn't do anything.
The coffin lid was sealed shut by thick nails, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.
However, this obviously didn't affect Helim and Yang Xuan. They could still see their surroundings clearly.
Under Zhu Feiyan's command, a few disciples lifted the coffin and walked out, heading towards the back of the mountain.
Stepping on thick snow, the group arrived at a cave behind the mountain.
The cave was sealed by a large stone door. An elder walked over and pressed a mechanism on the door. The stone door made a dull sound and slowly opened.
Perhaps only Zhu Feiyan and Fu Hongyan could enter this cave. Next, the others waited at the door, and Zhu Feiyan and Fu Hongyan carried the coffin in.
After entering the cave, they went all the way until they finally arrived at a huge space.
In this space, there were countless graves on the ground. The tombstones in front of each grave showed the vicissitudes of time, and seemed to have been there for a long time.
On the right side of the space, there was a large hole that had been dug long ago. Zhu Feiyan and Fu Hongyan carried the coffin and placed it directly into the hole. Then, they pushed the soil and stones around to bury the hole.
Zhu Feiyan stood in front of Yang Xuan's grave and chanted a sutra in a low voice, then turned and left with Fu Hongyan.
The surroundings were plunged into darkness and silence.
After an unknown period of time, Yang Xuan suddenly felt that Helim's consciousness in his body began to move.
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