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The sound seemed to come from the depths of the clouds, ethereal and unfathomable.

Ye Wanlan's expression changed instantly.

Even three hundred years ago, not many people called her Her Royal Highness the Princess, because she usually traveled incognito and would not use her original face.

Given her identity and status at that time, if she had not disguised herself, her whereabouts would have been exposed.

Besides, it's already three hundred years later, things have changed and everyone has changed, so who would call her like that directly?
The voice lingered in my ears, sobbing and complaining: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, Your Highness..."

Ye Wanlan's expression suddenly became stern!
She turned her head suddenly and found that she was the only one left in this rarely visited Penglai Mountain.

Before, she was clearly walking side by side with Yan Tingfeng, but now she could not find Yan Tingfeng at all.

It seemed that there was only her and... this mysterious voice in the entire world.

Even using Penglai magic, Ye Wanlan was unable to determine whether she was pulled into the illusion.

But there are indeed formations everywhere on Penglai Mountain, because when the mountain protection formation is not activated, this place is just an ordinary mountain, and there will not even be any disciples guarding the entrance to the mountain.

Therefore, some people in the martial arts world have evil intentions and want to enter Penglai Mountain to look for panaceas. After successfully entering the mountain, they will be secretly delighted.

But it is easier to enter the mountain than to climb up. There are formations everywhere, and some illusions can trap people who climb up the mountain forever until they turn into a skeleton.

In the past few hundred years, only three people have been able to climb to the top of Mount Penglai without the guidance of Penglai disciples.

One of them is the owner of Shenxiao Tower. He is the leader of the martial arts world and has the strength to be the best in the world. His martial arts are unparalleled in the world. It is naturally not a difficult task for him to climb to the top of Penglai Mountain.

The second is the Sword Saint Xie Linyuan. If his martial arts reach the pinnacle, he can also break the formation with one sword. The eighth sword of the Nine Heavenly Swords, "One Sword Breaks All Laws", is a sword move specially created to target magic.

The third is her elder brother, King Hejia of Yan. King Hejia is an expert in both spear and sword, and he also possesses the internal skills of the Xiang royal family. His strength is unfathomable.

If his strength is not as good as these three people, then it would be impossible for him to climb to the top of Penglai Mountain, let alone take out the elixir.

The road up the mountain is covered with lush trees, but beneath the soil, there are countless corpses piled up.

Ye Wanlan looked calm and continued walking forward, trying to find the source of the sound.

However, this voice seemed to come from all directions, as if tens of thousands of people were calling her name together.

"your Highness……"

"When, when, when—"

A bell rang, and Ye Wanlan suddenly felt a needle-like pain in his head.

The pain penetrated deep into her brain, forcing her to stop and breathe deeply.

When the bell sound faded away and Ye Wanlan raised his head again, the scene in front of him had changed.

It was still Mount Penglai, but not the time and space she had entered, but three hundred years ago.

What comes into view is the huge Penglai Temple. In front of the temple stands a huge statue. It has no face, but from the looks of it, it looks like a woman.

It is said that this woman was the ancestor who founded Mount Penglai, but she disappeared after Mount Penglai was built.

Some people say that she has broken through the natural barriers and has become an immortal.

Some people also say that when her life came to an end, she ascended into heaven and passed away.

In order to commemorate this female ancestor, Penglai Mountain elects a saint every hundred years to succeed the throne of Penglai Mountain.

Before Ye Wanlan could take a closer look to see which year she had arrived at this time, she heard a small voice.

"What is the purpose of the King of Yan's visit?"

King Yan Hejia!

Behind the statue, at the foot of the stone steps, the man stood tall and straight.

He was not wearing armor or carrying a sword, but was dressed in black clothes that fluttered in the wind.

Dressing like this makes him look like a knight in the martial arts world.

Ye Turning the Tide was startled.

How could Hejia appear in Penglai Mountain?
What year and month is it now?

"I know that you can summon the souls of the dead." He Jia shook his clothes and took out a medicine bottle. "This is the blood of the king and his majesty."

As soon as these words came out, the entire Penglai Temple fell into a dead silence.

Ye Wanlan's mind was also shocked: "Father, Brother..."

She had never doubted the love that Ning Zhaozong and He Jia had for her.

But no one expected that after her death, the two of them would actually take out her heart blood to summon her soul.

The emperor is so noble that not only a drop of blood but even a strand of hair is stained with a lot of blessings and virtues.

Your skin and hair is from your parents.

When the blood of the heart is taken in this way, the corresponding blessings and virtues will also be lost.

Obviously, the people in Penglai Mountain never thought that Ning Zhaozong and Prince of Yan would do this.

After a very long silence, an old voice sounded.

"Please follow me, Lord Yan."

Hejia took the jade bottle and walked slowly into the hall.

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Ye Wanlan collected his thoughts and followed.

It turned out that this happened after her death, and such a thing would never be recorded in history books.

During the Ning Dynasty, there was no saying that "a gentleman does not speak of strange things, supernatural powers, or gods", and magic was also supported by the court.

After all, even the Imperial Master Han Yunsheng is a cultivator.

There was an old man in the hall, his hair and beard were all silver-white.

You can't tell his true age just by looking at his appearance.

This is the old man from Penglai.

It is said that he is much older than Yue Zheng, and before the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies, Old Man Penglai had passed away two years ago.

"God is grateful for the love between Your Majesty and the King of Yan." The old man Penglai nodded slowly, "But if I forcibly summon Princess Yongning's soul back, the price you two will have to pay, have you thought clearly about it?"

He Jia's expression was indifferent, not even the tip of his eyebrow raised: "Of course."

The old man from Penglai did not try to persuade him any further. Instead, he sat cross-legged and began to cast a spell.

Princess Yongning's blessings are too great, and recalling her soul is far from being as simple as ordinary spiritual communication.

Without the blood of Ning Zhaozong and Prince Yan as a medium, even the spirit summoning formation cannot be activated.

Hejia also sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and waited.

I don’t know how long it was, but I heard a “pop” sound!
The nine copper coins actually broke in the middle and fell to the ground one after another.

This scene shocked the seven elders of Penglai Mountain.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." The old man from Penglai sighed softly, "We can't call back the soul of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Her soul is no longer in this world."

Hejia's expression changed instantly and his demeanor suddenly dropped.

The atmosphere froze in an instant!

At this moment, the oppressive feeling erupted by the King of Yan, the head of the four kings, made the seven elders of Penglai Mountain fall to the ground with expressions of horror.

You know, Hejia is only twenty-two years old now.

He is so young, yet so powerful.

He Jia asked in a very slow and calm voice: "What do you mean by no longer in this world? Xiao Lan's seventh day of death has not yet passed."

Although he asked calmly, Ye Wanlan could see his fingers trembling.

Hejia is not good at speaking and usually has a cold face without any emotion.

But in fact, his heart is warmer than anyone else.

"She is no longer in this world. There are two explanations." The old man Penglai also found it a little unbelievable. "One is that the moment Her Royal Highness died, her soul dissipated. The other is -"

Hejia's pressure was even lower: "Speak." (End of this chapter)