Next, Yang Xuan returned to the Immortal Gate Star and sent 108 and Jin Zhanzheng over.
After settling them down, he left again and did not stay for too long.
However, before leaving, Xiao Jing still pestered him a few times. It seemed that she really wanted to make a baby.
Stepping into the starry sky and looking at the Immortal Gate Star that was getting farther and farther away from him, Yang Xuan did not know why, but he actually had a feeling that this was the last time he would come back.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Xuan threw this strange feeling to the back of his mind.
Next, he had to think about his own affairs.
Shuttling through the starry sky at will, Yang Xuan gradually left the area of the Immortal Gate Star.
After moving a few times, in the end, he did not know where he was.
Because he had forcibly broken through the realm barrier and advanced to the Mahayana Stage, his life foundation had been seriously damaged. His potential was almost exhausted, and his originally long lifespan had been greatly shortened. Now, he only had a few years left.
This was an optimistic estimate.
Not only that, if he had only advanced to the Mahayana Stage, it would have been fine. However, because he did not have enough comprehension of the realm and could not control the energy that Taotie swallowed, he had broken through the early and middle Mahayana Stage and reached the late Mahayana Stage in one fell swoop.
Although the breakthrough of the realm had allowed him to obtain incredible power, the problem was that this kind of power had been obtained at the cost of his potential and lifespan.
The problem now was that even if he scattered his cultivation, he could not exchange for the damaged lifespan.
A meteor flashed by in the distance. The eternal darkness of the universe was like a god, quietly watching everything that happened but not saying a word.
Yang Xuan lay quietly in the darkness, allowing himself to drift toward an unknown distance.
He had always been alone, facing everything alone.
From the beginning until now, he could only face everything alone. He struggled, shouted, and was unwilling to accept it …
Looking back at the past, every step he took was so lonely, just like the endless darkness.
Now, he was going to … die alone.
Perhaps he would die like this, and his corpse would fall on a certain star, decay, and dissipate.
Perhaps, a few years later, a tree or a flower would grow in the place where he was buried, recording the traces of his existence.
Perhaps that was not a bad idea.
Yang Xuan thought quietly, then slowly closed his eyes, allowing the darkness to envelop him.
It was a little cold!
He thought.
His thoughts began to slow down, like a jumping stream gradually freezing over.
Even his heartbeat and blood flow began to slow down and become inaudible.
The gloomy and cold darkness slowly surrounded him. It was soft and cold, as if it wanted to take him somewhere.
It also felt a little comfortable.
Yang Xuan thought with his last bit of consciousness.
But in the next moment, he suddenly realized something.
No!
Boom!
Like the stars that had just bloomed, a ball of light suddenly exploded in his mind, bringing along his thoughts and rushing out in an instant.
However, it was already too late. The omnipresent darkness and the omnipresent coldness had already bound him tightly to the spot at some point in time, making him unable to move at all.
He could vaguely see a black shadow occupying the entire starry sky. It had no head, no tail, no beginning, and no end.
Yang Xuan struggled with all his might, and the golden power in his body suddenly burst forth.
But it was too late. The cold and dark power had silently invaded his mind when his mind was at its weakest. It was like a gust of cold air, freezing his blood, heartbeat, and strength.
This was the biggest disadvantage of forcefully breaking through to the next realm. The unstable state of mind was extremely easy to be invaded by external evil.
That sinister and dark energy had taken advantage of the moment when Yang Xuan's spirit was at its weakest and most helpless to slowly and noiselessly invade.
Yang Xuan's eyes revealed a bitter smile.
He did not expect his final outcome to be like this.
If his dead enemies knew of his ending, they would probably be laughing from ear to ear.
The golden power in his body retreated inch by inch, gradually giving up control of his body.
It was not that they did not want to resist, but without Yang Xuan's control, even if they had the power to destroy the world, it was useless.
At this moment, Yang Xuan's divine consciousness had already retreated to only a little.
Perhaps, perhaps, this was the end.
Yang Xuan muttered with his remaining consciousness.
The darkness surged, and began to mercilessly swallow Yang Xuan's last bit of divine consciousness.
Just as he was about to be swallowed by the darkness, a golden light suddenly appeared in the darkness.
The golden light was like a golden river, surging with monstrous waves. In an instant, the cold and dark energy that enveloped Yang Xuan's divine consciousness was scattered.
Yang Xuan instantly woke up, and seized the opportunity, his divine consciousness surging out like a tide.
The golden energy jumped with joy, like a huge army that had found its general, and was ready to go, its momentum monstrous.
The cold and dark energy hesitated for a moment, as if it felt that it was impossible, and resolutely turned around, retreating like a tide. A moment later, it all disappeared, leaving no trace.
Vaguely, Yang Xuan seemed to hear a cold snort.
After finally regaining control of his body, Yang Xuan let out a long sigh of relief, turned to the black-robed man behind him, and said, "Thank you!"
The black-robed man was tall, and his face clearly had the physical characteristics of a Demigod.
"You saved me once, and I saved you once." He spoke slowly, and his voice was extremely majestic, suppressing the starry sky.
Yang Xuan sized him up, and after a while, he asked, "Demigod Emperor?"
"As a Demigod Emperor of the same level, I allow you to call me by my name — Samson," the majestic voice said.
"No matter what, I have to thank you." Yang Xuan took a deep breath.
If Demigod Emperor Samson hadn't arrived at the critical moment, the consequences would have been unimaginable. He would have most likely been killed or controlled by the cold and dark energy.
Being killed was one thing, but being controlled was a fate worse than death.
"I said, you saved me once, and I saved you once. In the words of the human race, we're even." Samson's tone was slightly gentler. It was obvious that he hadn't communicated with someone like this for a long time.
"I only wanted to kill that day, not save you." Yang Xuan shook his head slightly.
"No matter what your intentions were, the result is the same. If it weren't for you, I would have suffered irreversible damage at the critical moment," Samson said.
Yang Xuan didn't comment, and his eyes began to turn cold. He asked, "Do you know who attacked you just now?"
Samson nodded. "There's only one person in the starry sky who has such a unique power — the Sky Wolf Emperor."
"Sky Wolf Emperor!" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. In fact, he had some guesses in his heart. He had seen some of the aura in that power from Lone Wolf.
"I'll pay you back," he said coldly, and his eyes were extremely cold.
He wasn't a person who repaid evil with good, nor was he a person who cared about rules, especially at the last moment of his life.
Since the Sky Wolf Emperor dared to attack him, he had to be prepared to bear his anger. Even the entire Sirius had to be prepared to bear his anger.
Samson stared at him for a long time, and suddenly said, "Your condition is very strange. Your life is flowing away at an extremely fast speed."
Yang Xuan's condition could be concealed from others, but not from a Great Emperor of the same level.
Yang Xuan didn't say anything.
Samson continued, "In the Sky Qin Clan, which is the most knowledgeable about life, there's a sacred object called the Star of Life that may be able to replenish your life."
Yang Xuan's heart moved. If a Great Emperor could tell him this solemnly, then it wouldn't be a groundless rumor.
"Thank you!" he said.
"No need. You saved me once, and saved my people once. In return, I saved you once, and gave you a message. We're even," Samson said slowly, and his figure began to dissipate.
When a Great Emperor said they were even, then they were really even. Perhaps in the future, even if Yang Xuan died in front of him, he wouldn't do anything.
"No matter what, thank you." Yang Xuan cupped his hands in the direction where Samson disappeared.
"You're welcome!" Samson's voice came from the void, and then gradually dissipated.
After Samson left, Yang Xuan stood in place without moving.
"Sirius!" he said slowly, and his eyes were as cold as ice.
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