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His pupils shrank suddenly.

The voice was completely unfamiliar to him.

Xiang Qingtian was certain that he had never heard of such a thing in his limited life of several decades.

Yet the tone and the form of address felt so familiar.

These were just five simple words, yet they struck his eardrums like a raging storm, making his mind tremble.

"Who goes there?!" Xiang Qingtian's eyes flashed sharply. "We can only hear your voice, not see you. Are you afraid to show yourself?"

Since he is dead, this place must be either the Heavenly Court or the Underworld.

So dark and without light, it could only be the underworld.

With a "whoosh," a figure appeared in front of Xiang Qingtian.

He didn't recognize this face either.

Yet the expression in the girl's eyes was all too familiar to him.

Through this face, he seemed to see Princess Yongning, who had become famous in her youth.

Although she was frail and sickly, she was still capable of ruling the world.

Xiang Qingtian was shocked: "You, what exactly are you..."

"Greetings, Uncle Wang." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly and bowed to him with her hands clasped. "Uncle Wang, you are still as dashing as ever, with your imposing presence."

"Little Yongning? It really is Little Yongning?" Xiang Qingtian strode closer and asked urgently, "You, you..."

He raised his hand, wanting to grasp Ye Wanlan's shoulder, but after trembling for a long time, he froze in mid-air.

Xiang Qingtian originally intended to use telepathy to inform Hejia of the enemy's attack.

But he died too soon and was unable to pass on these words.

He also wanted to show off to Hejia, saying, "I've gone down to find Xiao Yongning before you."

But he never managed to say those words.

However, now that Xiang Qingtian has finally met his niece whom he has missed for so long, he is completely at a loss.

His life was filled with both merits and demerits.

His past actions were to plot for power and usurp the throne, but his merit was to forever guard the southern border, and he would never return to Fengyuan without an imperial edict.

Since he has committed crimes, he will surely go to the eighteenth level of hell after his death to clear his name.

But his niece was different.

Princess Yongning possessed boundless love and dedicated her entire life to contributing to China. She made no mistakes and her merits will be remembered for generations to come.

How... how could I possibly stay in the same place as him?

It must be a misjudgment by that brat Yama!

Xiang Qing was so angry he almost came back to life. He was so anxious he paced around in circles: "Little Yongning, I didn't expect that six years have passed and you still haven't been reincarnated. But why are you wearing these clothes and looking so different? Is this the underworld?"

Ye Wanlan stared at that majestic face.

The outside world, including later generations, all considered the King of Chu to be a powerful and decisive ruler.

As his niece, she was able to see another side of him.

The King of Chu was naturally mischievous, and even in his old age, he did not curb his playful nature, which made him seem quite disrespectful for his age.

She harbored resentment towards Xiang Qingtian.

She was angry that he drew a turtle on her face, and she didn't know that she had to go to class with that face on.

She also deliberately spiteed Xiang Qingtian, and even after returning to China, she stubbornly refused to answer historical questions related to the King of Chu.

But Ye Wanlan knew that neither she nor the King of Chu would show their truest selves in front of their family.

The death of Xiang Qingtian was a lingering pain for her.

Tears welled up in Ye Wanlan's eyes as she whispered, "This is not the underworld, Uncle Wang."

"Not the Underworld?" Xiang Qingtian was stunned, then suddenly realized, "I knew it! With your achievements, Yongning, how could you possibly enter the Underworld? But I have committed a grave crime, so how could I possibly ascend to the Heavenly Court?"

“This isn’t the Heavenly Court, Uncle.” Ye Wanlan smiled again. “This is inside the Chaos Pearl.”

Xiang Qingtian was bewildered: "What is this?" "Uncle, this is a long story," Ye Wanlan said succinctly. "You are indeed dead, but I have preserved your soul. I will explain in detail after I bring Brother Wang and the others in."

Xiang Qingtian was stunned: "Xiao Yongning, what exactly is going on..."

"Uncle Wang, no matter what, please believe—" Ye Wanlan said earnestly, "future generations will respect you the most."

Time was of the essence, and she certainly didn't have time to catch up with Xiang Qingtian at this moment.

Exiting the Chaos Pearl, Ye Wanlan looked up and solemnly said, "I trouble you all to lend me a hand and save the lives of millions of soldiers in my Divine Land."

Even after the King of Chu was killed in battle, the surviving soldiers did not retreat but continued to fight bravely against the enemy.

Even though they were far outnumbered by the invaders, they never retreated and fought to the last moment.

It wasn't just these loyal and courageous soldiers, but also ordinary people.

Although they lacked military force, they were unable to fight against the enemy.

But they kept shouting, one shout after another.

"China will not perish!"

"China will not perish!"

"The Ning Army is mighty! Long live the General!"

This was the first time Yan Tingfeng had ever witnessed such a scene.

The one most affected was Yu Xiheng.

Just like he once told Si Fuqing—

How can we tolerate others invading the land that we fought and won with every soldier?
If he is to die, it will only be on the battlefield.

Collecting the souls of the soldiers was actually much simpler than collecting the souls of the King of Chu.

After all, the King of Chu was also a man ordained by Heaven, having ascended to the throne.

However, because so many soldiers died, it was extremely difficult.

Fortunately, there is nothing in this world that they cannot accomplish.

They are already top-level masters when they are alone, and together they are invincible.

Just as Xiang Qingtian was processing Ye Wanlan's words, several familiar figures appeared before his eyes.

"Xiao Yu? A Ling?" Xiang Qingtian recognized the soldiers who had followed him and was greatly surprised. "You...you weren't already..."

The generals looked at each other, completely bewildered as to what had happened.

The lieutenant wept with joy: "Your Highness, we've been reunited in the underworld!"

“No, this is not the underworld.” Xiang Qingtian frowned. “Xiao Yongning said that this is the interior of the Chaos Pearl, and we are currently in a soul state.”

Upon hearing this, all the soldiers were taken aback: "Your Highness?"

Xiang Qingtian said reservedly, "She is indeed my niece. I once painted a turtle on her face, which can be considered unprecedented and unparalleled."

Soldiers: “…”

Is Your Highness really not afraid of being beaten by Princess Yongning?

Outside the Chaos Pearl, Ye Wanlan and the others rushed to the Yanshan Mountains in the northwest without stopping.

The time between the destruction of the Four Kings and the Six Major Sects was too close; not a second could be wasted.

Sure enough, when they arrived at Yanshan, the enemy had already arrived as well.

Hejia rode on horseback, his figure tall and upright.

He carried a long spear on his back and held a long sword in his hand.

Although he was known as a master of both spear and sword in the martial arts world and the imperial court, He Jia rarely used both weapons at the same time.

He was extremely skilled in martial arts and never needed to use weapons.

"Is that my sister's brother?" Si Fuqing peeked out like a cat. "He is indeed as brave and unparalleled as my sister."

Ye Wanlan patted her head: "Yes, my brother has protected me many times."

This time, it was her turn to protect him. (End of Chapter)