Chapter 727 I Trust You with My Life

In the Kunlun Immortal Palace, the white-robed "Xu Han" smiled as he looked at the surging blood in the cave in front of him. His face shone with a bloody light, showing an almost morbid and fanatical expression. There was a smile in his eyes, and there was hope in his smile that a perfect creation would appear in front of him.

Very quickly, the blood surged and stopped, and then a youth slowly rose from the blood.

He lowered his head lower than his eyes. Although he stood up from the blood, there was not the slightest bit of snow stains on his body.

As the youth emerged from the bloody water, the fervor in the white-robed "Xu Han" 's eyes became even more intense, like boiling lava that was about to burn everything in the world.

Suddenly, the youth who looked exactly like him opened his tightly closed eyes, and a majestic aura suddenly spread out at that moment.

Black and white flashed in his eyes, as if two souls were constantly changing control of this body. However, the expression on his face was extremely indifferent, as if not a single trace of fear had arisen from such a change.

Then, he slowly raised his head to look at the white-robed "Xu Han" and said, "So if I want to break this match, I don't want to win the Dark Asura Palace, nor the Lunar Temple, nor the celestials in the sky, but the owner of the Myriad Domains Star System, right?"

The white-robed "Xu Han" revealed a gratified expression. He nodded his head and said, "This world is their pasture. It is only natural that cattle and sheep will have to face the ranchers in the end if they want to rush out of the pasture and regain their freedom."

Hearing this, the youth lowered his head. The black and white light in his eyes flashed even more intensely. He seemed to be thinking about something.

When he raised his head again, the light in his eyes finally stabilized.

One of his eyes was snow-white and clear, but the other was pitch-black.

"I have a question," he said again.

"Huh? What do you think?" The white-robed "Xu Han" seemed to be in a good mood. He looked at Xu Han in front of him with satisfaction and looked up and down, as if he was admiring an extremely beautiful calligraphy and painting.

"You once said that in order to defeat you, the master and disciple trapped themselves and their world in the chaotic flow of space and time. In the end, they had no choice but to call for help from the Ghost Valley Men and bring you to the depths of this world to seal it. And you also said that the Ghost Rice Men have always been afraid of you, using their Zhou Yi techniques to travel between countless worlds, dodging your arrival time and time again … "

"But clearly they are so much stronger than that pair of apprentices, why can't they do what that pair of apprentices can?"

The youth asked with a frown, as if he cared about the answer to this question.

But the white-robed "Xu Han" smiled and said, "Who told you that Gui Gu Zi's group of fearful disciples is several times stronger than that pair of master and disciple?"

The youth was shocked. He asked, "Isn't that so? The pair of master and disciples were trapped in the turbulent flow of time, while the Ghost Corn could control the time. They caused everything in this world to flow back again and again, causing us to be trapped in this cycle of reincarnation again and again."

The white-robed "Xu Han" who heard the youth's words also had a look of astonishment on his face. However, his astonishment was different from the youth's astonishment. It was more like the astonishment of an elder when he heard that this junior had asked a very ridiculous question that even deviated from common sense.

However, he also fulfilled his responsibility as an "elder". After that, he said, "Time can return. Although it is very difficult, it is almost harsh. The first point is to restore the world to its original point of strength. There is not a single bit of increase or decrease. Otherwise, like the previous pair of apprentices, they will be trapped in the turbulent flow of time."

"But think carefully, what are the Ghost Rice's schemes for? Isn't it just to extract my strength from the depths of this world? Not to mention whether they have the strength to do this, do you think they will be willing to let them return the power they have taken from me to this world?"

The youth frowned. He stared at the white-clothed "Xu Han" who was exactly the same as him and asked in confusion, "Then how did they do this nineteen times?"

"Do you know what was the most widely circulated word about me in the millions of worlds before the Myriad Domains Star System was established by the Ghost Corn?"

Naturally, the answer to this question was not something Xu Han could give. The white-clothed "Xu Han" also knew about this point. Therefore, after he finished asking this question, his brows sank. Without waiting for Xu Han to respond, he said again, "Emperors cannot be killed."

"It's precisely because of this that they trapped me in the depths of this world. That's why they came up with these plans that are extremely vicious to you."

"But what does this have to do with my question?" The youth frowned, his expression still confused.

"Before I came to this world, although there were creatures in this world, they were mostly muddled and had low intelligence. It was my arrival that made them start to think about the value of their lives and pursue a higher and stronger realm. In a sense, every living being in this world is my people. My power exists deep within their souls. "And I can't die. Although they can't have an eternal life like me, they still have this source power in the depths of their souls. As long as the Gui Gu Zi uses some methods, it's not impossible for them to be reshaped."

As he said this, the smile on the white-robed Xu Han's face became even more intense. He stared at the youth and said again, "So, what happened in this world is not the return of time, but the reconstruction of life."

…

On the flat top of the Great Abyss Mountain, the night gradually dissipated, and in the distant horizon, a shining sun revealed a fish belly.

However, the morning sun was clearly shining, but it could not reach the summit of the Great Abyss Mountain.

The huge human wall stood in midair. The monstrous black gas still lingered in the air, covering the bright sun in the east, but it could not cover the scarlet blood light on the flat top of the Great Abyss Mountain.

The child standing in front of Ghost Subhuti's body still had an ice-cold expression. There was not the slightest change in his emotions. However, if one counted them carefully, they would find that one of the ten people was missing.

The missing person was standing on the flat roof at this moment. It was a girl. She was only in her early teens and was only slightly older than nineteen. She straightened her waist and stood there like a statue. She held a longsword in one hand. Blood flowed from the sword and gathered at the tip of the sword. Finally, it dripped into the ground beneath her feet and dyed the gray-yellow earth scarlet.

She was surrounded by corpses, including white-bearded elders, violet-robed youths, white-browed and black-haired elders…

But she did not care about this, as if lying at her feet was not a corpse, but ordinary stones or rotting wood.

At that time, the sword in her hand trembled, and all the blood on the sword trembled. Then, she looked ahead and spat out a cold tone like that on her face, "Next."

In the direction where Xu Han and the others were, there were already many fewer people. For example, Ning Zhumang and Song Yueming, Yue Fuyao and Yan Qianqiu. Those who were once alive had now become the ice-cold corpses beneath the girl's feet.

All of this did not happen in an instant. Xu Han watched them walk forward one by one, smiled and said goodbye to him, and then fell one after another under the girl's sword blade.

That girl is really strong, So powerful that even without the so-called sacrifice, He still possessed terrifying combat power that could trample an immortal beneath his feet. Whether it was the two Sword Immortals who had long since become famous, or the younger generation like Song Yueming and Ning Zhumang, they didn't have the slightest bit of strength to fight back under the girl's hands. Even Xu Han could clearly see that the girl hadn't used her full strength so far.

Xu Han's gaze swept across the once familiar corpses, and boundless anger surged in his chest.

However, the girl seemed to be very happy to see Xu Han like this. For the first time, there was a slight change in her expression. She raised her eyebrows and asked impatiently, "Why? Do you still want to fight?"

Xu Han's body trembled, and he almost couldn't contain the anger in his heart as he stepped out … But at that moment, both of his hands were placed on his shoulders, and a figure jumped out from behind him. He said, "It's my turn."

Xu Han was stunned. He looked at the owner of that hand, but it was Meng Liang.

Xu Han's body trembled even more violently. His throat wriggled and his pitch-black eyes flickered. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything, Meng Liang turned around and smiled at him.

This smile caused Xu Han's heart to waver even more, "Senior Brother…"

As he said this, his tone was extremely dry, but the next moment, his words were interrupted again. Meng Liang suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Xu Han.

It was a solid hug, but also a somewhat abrupt hug.

At the very least, Xu Han did not expect Meng Liang to do such a thing. What he did not expect was that after this hug, Meng Liang whispered a few words into his ear.

"We've come this far," he said. "There's no turning back."

"We trust you with our lives, so you have to believe in your own decisions."

After saying this, Meng Liang withdrew his hand. He smiled and looked deeply at Xu Han. Then, he turned around and walked towards the girl with his sword in hand. He raised his head and chest.

He faced the dawn with firm steps. The sword was on his shoulder, and the sunlight in the east pulled his back a long time ago.

Long…

Xu Han looked at the distant figure. He lowered his head and a murderous aura surged in his black eyes. It seemed to be suppressing some impulses in his body. He clenched his fists tightly and his veins exploded like poisonous snakes. However, in the blink of an eye, his clenched fists were lowered again.

He trembled and murmured in a voice that only he could hear clearly.

"Thank you…"

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