Ye Junxi pressed his finger on the table and scribbled down lines after lines of words.
"This is the letter I left for Jin Shuixian. After you show it to her, she will listen to you," Ye Junxi said in a low voice. "How is Bai Yixin?"
"She hanged herself." Zuo Zhicheng said, "The same goes for you. After I disguise you as a suicide out of shame, Ye Yunhai will return to the Tianhe Sect and shout that he will fight against me and take revenge. Then, I will leave Zhongzhi. Under my threat and pressure, he should be able to secure his position as the head of the Tianhe Sect."
"…" Ye Junxi was silent for a while. Finally, he said, "After hearing what you said, I am relieved. I am relieved of my burden. The rest is up to Yunhai. "
As he spoke, Ye Junxi's eyes turned. His body seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. Then ten years, and then ten years again. He suddenly became an old man. Then, he became a child. Then, he became a teenager, a young man, a middle-aged man, and finally an old man.
At this moment, the image that he had and the image that would be born in his life seemed to converge into a ball.
Past, present, and future.
Nurture, flourish, and die.
His entire life seemed to have been condensed into this moment, this second.
"Sky Snake King, take my last punch."
Zuo Zhicheng raised his eyelids slightly. He was surprised. "Has he broken through?"
Yes, after experiencing the ups and downs of life, from panic to shame, to letting go and even throwing away his dignity as a martial artist, and enduring for the sake of the sect, Ye Junxi was like a small dot that kept shrinking. He kept pressuring himself. Finally, when he was compressed to the extreme, he suddenly exploded and released an incomparably strong and powerful force.
Every Physiognomy expert was not simple. Their temperament and willpower had been endlessly honed. This was how they could unleash all their potential in a crisis.
Now, Ye Junxi had achieved the Dharma Plane in terms of spiritual power. Such an expert was at the end of his road. He was worthy of Zuo Zhicheng's respect.
"Make your move," Zuo Zhicheng nodded. "I will not use Dao techniques to block your punch."
"Thank you." Ye Junxi's lips curled into a smile.
Dying under Dao techniques was a kind of sorrow for martial artists.
At this moment, the True Will of Martial Arts suddenly condensed. It seemed to have transformed into a never-ending, surging Milky Way, pouring down towards Zuo Zhicheng.
In the face of Ye Junxi's punch, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes shone brightly. His bones and tendons hummed at the same time, sounding like a bronze bell. His Yama Golden Body had already been fully unleashed, and the air around him began to crackle as if a protective forcefield had appeared around him.
At the same time, a cold fluctuation suddenly erupted, and a monstrous cold air that was enough to freeze an ordinary person to death instantly covered the area within ten meters around him.
It felt like a minute had passed, but it also felt like a year had passed. When Zuo Zhicheng regained his senses, all that was left in front of him was Ye Junxi's frozen body.
Ye Junxi's fist landed on Zuo Zhicheng's chest. His black robes and clothes were torn apart by his punch. However, this punch that Ye Junxi had used up all his energy and strength was still unable to break through Zuo Zhicheng's Yama Golden Body and pierce through Zuo Zhicheng's heart.
This punch had already used up all of Ye Junxi's energy. This was because he had poured every ounce of energy and potential into this punch.
Regardless of whether it was his brain, his heartbeat, the squirming of his internal organs … Fury, shame, unwillingness, detachment … All of his physical strength and mental strength were channeled into this punch. After he struck out with this punch, his consciousness sank into complete darkness. His flame of life was gradually extinguished, and he was unable to resist Zuo Zhicheng's cold waves. In the end, he was completely frozen before he died.
Zuo Zhicheng took a small step back, opened his mouth, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of green blood. Although Ye Junxi did not break his skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, the punch had already injured his chest and caused internal bleeding.
Unfortunately, Zuo Zhicheng's heart had already lost its function. Otherwise, Zuo Zhicheng would have been seriously injured. His current internal injury would heal in at most three days.
The next morning, the news of Ye Junxi's suicide out of shame spread throughout the Tianhe Sect. Ye Yunhai's powerful return also caused a huge sensation.
With his original reputation in the Tianhe Sect and the help of the Jin Shui Xian, it would not take long for him to truly control the Tianhe Sect. Zuo Zhicheng would also have a powerful ally.
On the roof, Ye Yunhai, or Ah Hu, bathed in the morning sunlight and looked at the Tianhe Sect shrouded in mist. No one knew what he was thinking.
Zuo Zhicheng stood behind him and handed him a book.
"This is?" Ye Yunhai was shocked. A look of disbelief flashed across his face.
"This is the cultivation method of the Time Plate," Zuo Zhicheng explained. "Ye Junxi asked me to give it to you." Of course, this was not from Ye Junxi. After all, Ye Junxi did not have the chance to leave behind the secret manual before he died. This was what Zuo Zhicheng repeated according to the secret manual in the Tianhe Pearl.
"Thank you very much. From today onwards, the Tianhe Sect will forever be the Heavenly Snake King's helper," Ye Yunhai said. "You have to be careful. Lin Shanjun will not let this go so easily."
"Don't worry. Before they know my strength, they will not act rashly," Zuo Zhicheng reminded him. "As for you, Ye Junxi has worked with Master Yushi before."
"No problem. They don't know about our relationship yet."
"I'm leaving. Be careful."
Ye Yunhai turned around. Zuo Zhicheng's figure had already disappeared. Only a gentle breeze was left blowing on his face.
…
In the underground laboratory, Zuo Zhicheng took out the life tube that he had prepared beforehand and placed it in front of Xu Hongfei.
At this time, Xu Hongfei had gone through all kinds of training. He had gone through war and hellish training. He had cultivated true martial arts and Taoist techniques. He had also taken the Eternal Creation Elixir. His physical strength was almost comparable to that of a Human Appearance master. He was not much weaker than Shakyamuni of Destruction.
Zuo Zhicheng looked into his eyes and said, "Your temperament is too weak. You desire justice and kindness, but you are afraid of taking responsibility. If I had known, I would have stopped you from taking revenge. If there was always hatred, you might be stronger. "
"I'm sorry, my lord. I have disappointed you." Xu Hongfei half-knelt on the ground. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Zuo Zhicheng.
"Forget it. This is the Life Tube Spiritual Explosion. I will help you transplant it." Zuo Zhicheng said, "He will be the main attacker and Bu Po will be the main defender. It will increase your strength to another level."
Xu Hongfei thought for a moment and said, "My lord, why don't you give this to Ah Yue? I think he needs this more than I do …"
Before he could finish his words, he was hit by a strong force. He flew out in an instant and hit the wall with a loud bang.
Zuo Zhicheng looked at him coldly. "Are you teaching me what to do?"
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