"Your Highness, you can choose not to go with me, but you can't change the origin of your bloodline."
Slowly, Long Chuan said, "Even if you reincarnate and change your flesh and blood, in the eyes of the people of Chang 'an, you are still the descendant of His Majesty."
Huo Yiming's eyes became sharp. "There is a way to change their view."
"Your Highness, do you want to kill your father with your own hands?" Long Chuan asked coldly.
Huo Yiming didn't say anything and just looked at him.
A smile suddenly appeared on Long Chuan's face. "Even if Your Highness is not injured, you can't even defeat me. How can you face His Majesty?"
Huo Yiming's expression was calm. "So, you want to take me back?"
"I don't dare."
Long Chuan said, "I am under His Majesty's order to take Your Highness back. If Your Highness is unwilling, I can't force you."
As he spoke, the Martial Emperor of the North Continent looked serious. "In this life, I am only loyal to His Majesty. Even if Your Highness succeeds the throne in the future, I may not serve the new emperor. But as long as Your Highness is His Majesty's blood, I will not be disrespectful to Your Highness."
Huo Yiming was unmoved. "If you don't do it, I am leaving."
At this moment, he had calmed down again and his mind was stable.
Whether or not he fought with Long Chuan, he was right about one thing.
He had to heal as soon as possible.
With a thought, black gas surged from the wounds on his head and body, turning into the shape of a black dragon and dispersing the remaining Qi and spiritual energy of the opponent.
Then, the flesh and blood of a 12th level martial arts master began to show a strong self-healing ability.
The flesh and blood of the wounds wriggled and gradually began to heal.
Long Chuan stood quietly at the side and watched Huo Yiming do it. There was a hint of approval in his eyes.
A martial arts master's cultivation was all about themselves.
A true master not only had to be able to fight, but also had to be able to heal.
Otherwise, if the injuries continued to wear and tear, no matter how strong the body was, how many pounds of nails could it take?
The higher the martial arts cultivation, the more closely the soul was connected with the body, and it was difficult to seek reincarnation.
Most of the paths of reincarnation and re-cultivation were cut off. If the martial arts master didn't cherish himself, how could he compete with the masters of other cultivation paths?
However, martial artists focused on actual combat, momentum, and bravery. When fighting with the enemy, they could not easily retreat or be afraid.
In the end, the only way to solve the problem was to rely on his own body.
The more powerful a martial artist was, the more they would be able to grasp every detail of their body. They would even be able to understand the tiniest parts of the body and grasp all the mysteries of the human body.
Therefore, top-notch martial arts experts were often brilliant doctors or even pharmacists.
At the very least, he was the one who was best at healing himself.
Long Chuan was at the peak stage of the martial dao emperor realm. When he saw Huo Yiming healing himself, he knew that this young man had a solid foundation and had meticulous control over his body.
"It's true that martial artists need actual combat to temper themselves, but they also need time to recuperate and reflect before they can improve."
Long Chuan looked at Huo Yiming and said, "Your Highness, you are in a precarious situation right now. How do you have the time to recuperate and cultivate? With your cultivation, it's already not easy for you to not regress, let alone improve. "
Huo Yiming stared at Long Chuan without saying anything.
Long Chuan said, "Even if you want to kill your father, you must have the ability to do so. You need the guidance of a famous teacher, a good environment for cultivation, and enough treasures and elixirs to support you.
Originally, Chang 'an City might be able to give you these, but now it's obviously impossible. Where do you plan to find them? Buddhism? "
Huo Yiming still remained silent.
Long Chuan said, "When I came, His Majesty said that whether you are willing to acknowledge your ancestors or not, we can satisfy all your cultivation needs."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "It's the same if you are His Majesty's enemy. His Majesty said that you don't need to feel that you owe him anything. Firstly, he has been separated from you all these years and wants to compensate you. Secondly, if you surpass him, he will only be happy, but …"
Long Chuan said faintly, "His Majesty's talent will only be above yours. If you improve, His Majesty will improve faster. It's impossible for you to have the chance to kill your father."
Huo Yiming shook his head, "There's no need to provoke me."
"I also don't think it's necessary. What I said just now was from the bottom of my heart."
Long Chuan said, "But you are worthy of His Majesty's bloodline. When you reach the thirteenth realm, I'm afraid I won't be your opponent. Ji Qingwen thinks highly of himself, but he is not as good as you."
Huo Yiming fell silent again.
Long Chuan's voice was a little lower, "Your Highness, what I'm going to say next has nothing to do with His Majesty. It's all what I want to say to you."
Huo Yiming exhaled softly, "What do you want to say? Say it."
Long Chuan said, "I've seen you fight with others. Although you are getting more and more ruthless, you are still different from His Majesty. But … in this world, only His Majesty can accept you."
After a long silence, Huo Yiming said again, "You are so loyal to him. I want to kill him. Why are you still persuading me to find him now?"
Long Chuan said, "First, I don't think you have the ability. Second, this is His Majesty's intention, so I will do it. Third, I believe that you will understand that His Majesty is right after you get along with him for a long time."
Huo Yiming was silent for a long time. Finally, he shook his head and said, "If you don't do it, I'm leaving."
His figure disappeared on the spot.
As expected, Long Chuan did not stop him, nor did he chase after him.
After a while, the black fog beside Long Chuan surged, and a man's figure appeared from it. It was another clone of Lei Han.
"Your Majesty, he still refuses to bow to you."
Long Chuan said, "However, I feel that he has been shaken."
Lei Han looked calm and said, "Don't worry."
"Yes." After Long Chuan responded, he said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, his situation is already very dangerous. If it goes on like this, he will really die in the hands of the people in Chang 'an."
Lei Han did not speak.
Long Chuan did not dare to ask again.
Huo Yiming left alone. Although he had simply treated his injuries, he could only temporarily suppress them and barely heal them. It was impossible for him to recover immediately.
Especially the injury on his head.
If he wanted to be completely healed, he needed a safe place to rest for a while.
But unfortunately, the people who were chasing him did not give him this opportunity.
"Brother Wang, this day has finally come."
Huo Yiming looked at Wang Shenxing and the others in front of him and sighed softly.
"My original intention was to take you back, but you should understand the principle that swords have no eyes." Wang Shenxing was expressionless, and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Huo Yiming nodded. "Yes, I understand …"
As he spoke, he unsheathed his saber. "It's true that I'm the son of the Demonic Dragon Emperor. Because of him, many people in Chang 'an were killed and injured, including many of my fellow disciples. I'm more distressed than you.
I hope to kill more enemies for Chang 'an, and even face the Demonic Dragon Emperor directly, so as to make up for the victims.
I can accept dying in front of any enemy, but I will never accept being executed by my own people.
Even if I'm wrong, I'm not willing to die like this! "
"You've already killed one of our own," Wang Shenxing said expressionlessly.
Huo Yiming closed his eyes, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
Wang Shenxing said, "Brother Xiao of the Shushan Sect was cut in half by you. Although we tried our best to send him back to the Aparagodānīya Continent to Sect Leader Gu, it was still too late. Brother Xiao died halfway."
Huo Yiming opened his eyes, and a rare bit of anger appeared on his face. "I didn't want to kill him! I didn't want to fight with him at all, and I didn't want to fight with any of you! "
Wang Shenxing said, "I didn't want to in the past either, but Brother Xiao lost his life. You're my friend, and so is he."
Huo Yiming shouted angrily, "His Majesty has never said that I'm guilty. According to the rules of Chang 'an, as long as one is loyal to Chang' an, as long as one is loyal to Chang 'an, why do you all have to force me?"
Wang Shenxing said, "His Majesty tolerates you because he's magnanimous, but he also can't help the people of Chang 'an settle their personal grudges."
As he spoke, the Devil Qi on his body surged, and soon, pitch-black Qilins appeared one after another.
The peaceful and auspicious aura was gone, and the aura of these Qilins was all bloody and violent.
"This is the last warning. My original intention was to take you back. This is my last chance to calm down."
Wang Shenxing said, "If you fight back, I may not be able to control myself and avenge Brother Xiao."
"Evil Shadow …"
Huo Yiming's expression became calm. "Congratulations, Brother Wang. Your cultivation has reached a higher level, and you've reached the Evil Shadow Realm of the Real Body of the Devil Path."
Even if he was not injured, he could not defeat Wang Shenxing, who was one realm higher than him.
But he still drew his broadsword out of the sheath. "I won't be captured without a fight. I shouldn't be like this!"
There was no suspense about the result of the battle.
The black Qilin shattered the black long dragon.
The Qilin's foot, like a heavenly pillar, fell from the sky and smashed on the top of Huo Yiming's head.
Then it directly broke the long broadsword in his hand and fell heavily on the top of his head without stopping.
At this moment, Huo Yiming felt that he had experienced the taste of death.
But it was only for a moment.
In the next moment, black energy curled around his body and condensed into a blood-eyed black dragon. It soared into the sky and blocked the descending foot of the Qilin.
The moment Wang Shenxing's foot touched the top of Huo Yiming's head, he had the thought of withdrawing his strength.
But just as he had this thought, he suddenly discovered that the situation was not right. The enemy still had the power to counterattack.
Huo Yiming was slightly dazed.
This was not a power that belonged to him.
It belonged to … "Dragon Demon Emperor" Lei Han!
But, when?
When he met with that Long Chuan just now?
No, no …
It was Lei Han's avatar!
At this moment, Huo Yiming's mind was a mess.
But he still instinctively took advantage of the body's flash and escaped from the foot of the black Qilin.
At this moment, he seemed to be uninjured, and even stronger than before.
Although he still could not win against Wang Shenxing, if he wanted to leave, there was still hope.
Huo Yiming fled the entire way, finally shaking off Wang Shenxing and the others with great difficulty.
Without waiting for him to catch his breath, he sensed someone else approaching.
Exactly the same as before, it was Lei Han's avatar.
Just as Huo Yiming was about to speak, Lei Han spoke first and interrupted him. "Concentrate."
Huo Yiming immediately felt that there were black dragons madly dancing in his body.
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