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After an unknown amount of time, Ye Xiao suddenly woke up.

He didn't even have time to consider it. Subconsciously, he propped himself up on the ground and was about to leave this dangerous place. In this moment of life and death, he and his disciple couldn't help but hesitate.

Ye Xiao was shocked beyond belief. He opened his heavy Eyes and looked around. Unexpectedly, it was not the mountain peak where thunder and lightning had rumbled earlier, but more like an ancient bedroom. Judging from the layout, the room wasn't small at all. It was just that a lot of things appeared to be in disrepair.

The information regarding the Yama was very simple: A set of black robe s, covered with a black mask, unknown age, good enabler Long Sword, appeared in the assassination world one year ago, accepted level C mission 42, level B mission 57, level A mission 21, a total of 120 missions, completion rate 100%.

He was hailed as one of the super experts who had the highest chance of entering the [S] class in the world of assassins. He was truly the killer world's Zhi Zun.

"The 'Yama' is different from ordinary assassins who kill for money." The mission received by the "Yama" would definitely require him to investigate personally, and only the "Yama" would accept missions because the person on whom the reward was placed would have a crime.

To some people, the name of "Yama" meant "Yama King". In the eyes of others, they were knights of justice in the darkness.

However, no one would have imagined that between the mountain forests and the mountains, a fourteen or fifteen year old Youth who was clad in White robe s and had a playful smile on his face, was actually the terrifying killer king, "Hades".

According to what Ye Xiao's master Ye Zhanshan had said, their sect was extremely powerful and was called the Qian Yuan Sect. After passing down for thousands of years, their sect's cultivation technique was called the "Qianyuan Spell", but no one knew which generation of cultivation techniques after the Qianyuan Spell were lost. Only the first three stages were left, Ye Xiao's cultivation was at the Perfection of the second stage and his master Ye Zhenshan had already reached the peak of the third stage.

The Qian Yuan Sect had a talisman passed down from generation to generation as the Young Sect Master of the fifty-sixth generation. Uh, of course it was Ye Xiao who sealed himself. Several years ago, he "tricked" this legendary keepsake from this old man.

However, it caused Ye Xiao to be greatly disappointed.

This legendary keepsake was a sword, and it was not sharp at all. What was different from other Long Sword s was that the entire body of the sword was covered with dense blood-red veined patterns. The golden hilt and gauntlet were similarly entangled with bloody lines.

According to what Ye Zhanshan said, once one comprehended the true essence of this sword, their divine arts would advance greatly, allowing them to move mountains and overturn the seas. Furthermore, they would be able to contend against the legendary immortals.

Although Ye Xiao maintained a strong skeptical attitude towards Ye Zhanshan's words, the Youth was still very attractive.

Thus, after he had "tricked" the sword, Ye Xiao sat in a meditative pose towards the sword all day long, hoping to gain something from it. However, day after day, the sword was still the sword, and he was still the same person, without any changes.

From then on, Ye Xiao carried the strange Long Sword on his back, and lost interest in the Enlightenment Sword.

Ye Xiao recalled the last scene of his previous life.

According to Ye Zhanshan, when one reached the peak of the third layer, the heavens would strike down lightning. This could be said to be a life and death calamity.

However, once it had passed, his longevity would increase by 500 years, and his power would increase by leaps and bounds. However, less than one out of a hundred could survive a heavenly tribulation.

This heavenly tribulation had a special characteristic that could only be borne by those who underwent it. No one else was able to provide any help. Once someone else entered within a hundred meter radius of the tribulation, the Celestial Tribulation would silently agree that that that person would destroy the Celestial Tribulation. Naturally, the level of difficulty would increase exponentially.

Ye Xiao was not unaware of this.

However, at the last moment, his master Ye Zhanshan no longer had the strength to resist.

Given how anxious Ye Xiao was, how could he possibly think of such a taboo. Breaking free from the shackles of the heavenly thunder, he madly rushed towards his master.

The original, violent lightning bolt exploded even more violently. One purple Lightning slashed towards the rear of Ye Zhenshan and the other closely followed, attacking Ye Xiao.

It was as if a fiery hot Long Sword had rushed in directly from the top of his head and rushed into his entire body. The energy in his entire body had long been dispersed, and the heat wave from the Lightning had actually caused the blood bead on Ye Chen's body to collapse.

The blood bead on the sword had actually not dripped, and instead slid along the blood-red colored engravings on the sword, while the Qian Yuan sword that had not changed in the slightest at this moment actually emitted a sharp, ear-splitting sword hum.

Then, a red light shone and Ye Xiao lost consciousness.

Suddenly, Ye Xiao quivered, and his Eyes opened its eyes wide, following that, a wave of foreign memories suddenly flooded out from its heart, a strange memory flooded its brain, Ye Xiao was stunned just like before when he was struck by the Lightning.

After calming himself down, he got off the bed and walked towards an ancient looking bronze mirror. Looking at the unfamiliar face in the copper mirror, Ye Xiao was in a daze.

He was actually in another body. What was going on?

Remembering the random novels he had read in his previous life, Ye Xiao's face was filled with a strange expression. Or was it to borrow a corpse to pay for the soul?

Suddenly, Ye Xiao saw a red mark on his arm. Looking at it, it was a mini sword, it was not the keepsake from the Qian Yuan Sect, did it look like that weird Qian Yuan sword? Why did he appear here!?

He had somehow come to this strange place, could it be that this sword was the one that had brought him here?

His left hand gently caressed the sword. His heart was filled with sadness. If he did not take the sword from his master Ye Zhanshan, would his master be safe and sound?

Ye Xiao heaved a long sigh. Since the dead were gone, no matter how sad he was, it was useless. Grief could only be suppressed to the bottom of his heart.