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"Good, good, good. The reason you have today's achievements at such an age is truly not because of luck."

When she felt Ye Zichen's determination to pursue the supreme way and his extraordinary heart of martial arts, she couldn't help but be infected and revealed an expression of praise.

She had a feeling that perhaps Ye Chenfeng could really change the fate of the Misty Mountain, allowing the Misty Mountain's phoenix to reincarnate and be reborn from the flames.

… ….

"Morning Wind, where is ancestor Piaomiao?"

When Ye Chenfeng walked out from the depths of the forest alone, the crowd immediately surrounded him.

"Senior Piaomiao told me a few things about the Misty Immortal Realm, and after that, her soul fire extinguished." Ye Chenfeng said softly.

"Ahh, without the aid of ancestor Piaomiao, with our strength, we would not be able to fight back in the face of such a disaster. We should find a place to settle down and rest, and wait for a chance to rise again."

Xue Tian Chi sighed lightly and said dejectedly.

"That's right, Tian Chi is right, Mo Fengyun stepped into the second grade Battle-Beast Emperor realm, his strength is already not something you can contend against, not to mention, other than Mo Fengyun, the other side still have two half-step Battle-Beast King experts, blindly retaliating would only cause more casualties."

The Snow Song Zither, which was about to reach the end of her life, could not suppress the serious injuries on her body. She walked over with the support of a Misty Mountain elder and spoke weakly.

As she spoke, she suddenly let out an intense cough. Her pale face had a tinge of red to it, and she seemed to be in high spirits.

However, when the crowd saw the red glow on the Snow Song Zither's face, they were sad instead of happy because they knew that this was the end of the light, meaning that the life of the Snow Song Zither had already come to an end.

"Grand Elder, you …"

Looking at the Snow Song Zither whose fires of life could go out at any moment, Xue Piao and the others felt grief and pain in their hearts. They could not bear to see the legendary Snow Song Zither of Floating Mist Mountain dying just like that.

"No need to be sad for me. I am already satisfied to be able to see all of you before I die. Promise me that you will not take revenge without sufficient strength."

The Snow Song Zither had long ago put life and death beyond consideration. Looking at the familiar faces of Xue Piao and the others, she forced a smile on her aged face.

"Grand Elder, perhaps you can be saved."

Just as the atmosphere was depressing and the crowd in the Misty Mountain was in a state of grief, Daoist Jian Ling and the others tactfully left, Ye Chenfeng suddenly spoke up.

"Chen Feng, you have a way to save the Grand Elder's life."

Hearing what Ye Chenfeng said, everyone turned to look at him in unison. Xue Piao asked excitedly.

"Yeah, but I'm not 100% sure, but the success rate should be 60%."

The Snow Song Zither was too heavily injured, and he had overused his body. Ye Chenfeng did not dare guarantee that the spirit of life could revive her and save her, who had stepped into the gates of hell.

"Ye Zichen, the spiritual item you prepared to save me should be very precious, right?" Ye Chenfeng asked as he looked at the biggest variable of the Floating Mountain's tribulation, the Snow Song.

"No matter how precious something is, it is not as precious as a life." Ye Chenfeng smiled, then said without any care, "If there is no more opportunities, then we can continue fighting. If there is no more life, then there is really no more."

"Good, if you can really pull this old bone of mine back from the gates of death, then my Snow Song Zither's life is yours, you can do whatever you want with it." The Snow Song Zither no longer refused, and traces of life lit up in its lifeless eyes.

"Let's go, Grand Elder. Follow me."

Ye Chenfeng did not want to reveal his life force to everyone. He supported the extremely weak Snow Song and walked into the depths of the forest. He formed several array patterns and restricted a small area of space, then took out his life force.

Although Ye Zichen only had four balls of life spirit after using it, he did not care. He believed that as his strength increased, the life spirit would become more and more useless to him.

"This is …" Spirit of Life! "

As she looked at the slowly flowing white light that contained the boundless Concept of Life in Ye Chenfeng's hand, the Snow Song Zither revealed a hint of excitement.

"Yes, this life spirit was obtained by me when I was born in the Northern Sea Region!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and said, "Grand Elder, sit down cross-legged and relax. Don't think about anything else. Leave the rest to me."

"Thank you for your trouble!"

She sat down cross-legged on the ground and closed her eyes, leaving her fate to Ye Chenfeng.

"Path of Life, heal!"

The injury of the Snow Song Zither was too severe. Ye Zichen did not blindly merge the life spirit into her body, but instead condensed ten dao lines, and slowly seeped into the body of the Snow Song Zither to nourish her body.

"The Mandate of Life!"

The Snow Song Zither did not expect that Ye Chenfeng, who was around twenty years old, had not only comprehended the Dao of Sword, Dao of Lightning, and Dao of Illusion, he had also comprehended the Dao of Life and was looking forward to his future.

She had a feeling that if Ye Chenfeng did not fall, his future accomplishments would probably surpass Xue Piao's, and he would become the new legend of the Soul Dueling Continent.

"Spirit of Life, fuse!"

Ye Zichen controlled the dao of life to nourish the Snow Song Zither once, then slowly began to absorb the life force into her body.

With the gradual assimilation of the life spirit, the fire of life that was about to be extinguished from the Snow Song Zither became more and more exuberant. Her white hair and shriveled skin gradually regained its vitality.

"Master, do you think Morning Wind can save the life of the Great Master?"

After anxiously waiting for more than six hours, Xue Piao's face was filled with worry as he asked this question. If the Snow Song Zither were to fall, it would deal a heavy blow to the Floating Mist Mountain in the midst of a storm.

"I believe in Morning Wind. He can definitely save the Grand Elder's life."

Thinking about the miracles that Ye Zichen had repeatedly done, Xue Tianchi felt much more at ease and patiently waited.

Time passed second by second. As the red sun gradually disappeared into the depths of the forest and the sky darkened, two familiar figures slowly walked over while taking a bath in the dusk.

"Grand Elder …"

As they watched the Snow Song, which had regained its vitality, walk in side by side with Ye Zichen, the eyes of Xue Piao and the others turned red.

Ye Zichen had used a heaven-defying method to save the Snow Song Zither's life, and also saved the Misty Mountain's hope.

However, whether Ye Zichen could turn the tide by himself, change the fate of the Misty Mountain, destroy the schemes of the Devil Wind Cloud and the others, and obtain the Heavenly Dao's inheritance in the Misty Peak, only the heavens knew.