Joy of Life: Rebirth of the Second Prince, Inviting Emperor Qing to Die

Baizhi and Xingli, the two partners fought side by side in this thrilling battle.

All along, their nerves have been as tense as a bowstring about to break.

Every fiber is under tremendous pressure.

At this moment, the noise of the battle gradually subsided.

The smoke that filled the battlefield began to slowly dissipate.

Their bodies, which had been trembling slightly due to extreme tension, finally relaxed for a moment.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The exhaled breath seemed to take away all the fatigue and fear accumulated during this period of time.

However, just as they took a breath and tried to find a little comfort from this brief peace.

Xingli's eagle-like sharp eyes accidentally caught the strangeness in the distant sky.

Her eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and her originally relaxed brows quickly frowned.
As if they were two mountains closely pressed together, the expression on his face became solemn.

"No, it's not quite over yet."

Her voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from a deep valley.

With an unquestionable certainty.

Bai Zhi's heart tightened when she heard this, and she looked in the direction Xingli pointed.

In an instant, a hint of worry flashed across her originally clear eyes.

I couldn't help but frown.

They all pointed their fingers at the distant sky and said in unison: "Look."

Everyone's eyes turned to the sky.

I saw some tiny space cracks still remaining on the azure sky.

These cracks, like hideous wounds, are distributed irregularly.

Every crack exudes a strange aura.

It seems like there are pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness.

Through these cracks, I am peeking at the world.

Although judging from the current situation, these cracks are not large enough to allow powerful beings to pass through.

But they are like a sword hanging over everyone's head, ready to fall at any time.

It brings unpredictable disasters and becomes a huge hidden danger that cannot be ignored.

Sword Saint Xingli looked serious as he slowly walked forward with steady yet heavy steps.

Her eyes slowly swept over Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao.

There were complex emotions in that look.

There is both anticipation and a hint of reluctance.

She opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

He seemed to be hesitating about how to start.

Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao, two warriors who were famous on the battlefield.

They looked at each other, just for a brief moment.

I saw the same firmness and determination in the other person's eyes.

They shook their heads almost simultaneously, their faces firm as iron.

It's like steel that has been tempered a thousand times.

There was a burning flame in Xiang Yu's eyes.
The corners of Li Cunxiao's mouth rose slightly, revealing a fearless smile.

Their tone was as firm as a bell: "We understand."

"This world still needs us."

Their voices were firm and powerful, echoing in this land that had just experienced the baptism of war.

It seems like a solemn promise to the world.

Seeing this, Bai Zhi's eyes became slightly moist.

An indescribable feeling of emotion surged in her heart.

Then she walked forward gently, stretched out her hands, and held the hands of Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao respectively.

Her palms were warm and soft, yet they conveyed a kind of reassuring power. Her eyes were full of tenderness and determination, and she said softly, "This time, we will protect this world together!"

Bai Zhi's voice is like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, gentle yet powerful.

It seemed as if there was a magical power that brought everyone's hearts together.

In this land ravaged by war and devastated.

A new hope is quietly rising.

Like a ray of light in the darkness, it illuminates the way forward for everyone.

Three months later, in the back mountain of Tianxuan Sect.

The morning mist has not yet completely dissipated, and wisps of it linger between the mountains and forests.

It adds a bit of mystery and tranquility to this world.

But at this moment, this tranquility is shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao stood tall and straight, like towering mountains, standing firmly in front of a space crack.

In the crack, a faint light flickered, as if connecting to another unknown mysterious world.

A strange energy surged from it like an undercurrent, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

Xiang Yu's brows were tightly knitted together, his eyes fixed on the crack.

His eyes revealed concentration and solemnity.

He closed his eyes slightly and mobilized the perception of his whole body.

Trying to capture every change of energy in the cracks.

Li Cunxiao, who was standing beside him, also had a serious look on his face.

He pursed his lips, and several deep wrinkles appeared on his forehead. He was also concentrating on feeling it.

After a long time, Li Cunxiao slowly opened his eyes and his brows furrowed even more tightly.

He said with a worried tone: "These cracks are much more stubborn than we thought."

He paused, shook his head slightly, and continued: "Ordinary spiritual power cannot repair it at all. The conventional methods we have tried are completely ineffective here."

Xiang Yu nodded slowly, a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

The voice was deep and powerful, saying: "And I feel that these cracks seem to be slowly expanding."

He stretched out his hand and slowly approached the crack.

The strange energy impacted his palm, causing his arm to tremble slightly.

"If this trend continues, the situation will get worse and worse."

There was a hint of urgency in his voice, as if foreshadowing that a huge crisis was about to come.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from a distance.

Bai Zhi was dressed in white, with a light figure, like a nimble white deer, hurriedly rushing towards this side.

Her hair was flying wildly in the wind and her face was slightly flushed, obviously she had been jogging all the way here.

She held tightly in her hand a simple ancient book, the cover of which was engraved with mysterious runes, exuding the breath of time.

"I found it!"

Bai Zhi said breathlessly, with a hint of excitement in her voice.

"It is recorded in the sect's ancient books that in order to repair the space cracks, we need to find the 'core of the world'."

"The core of the world?" Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao blurted out at the same time, their eyes full of confusion and curiosity.

Their eyes were fixed on the ancient book in Bai Zhi's hand.

As if trying to directly find out the secret of this mysterious object.

"Yes."

Bai Zhi nodded vigorously and carefully unfolded the ancient book.

The paper of the ancient book is slightly yellowed, exuding a faint smell of antiquity.

She pointed to a passage in an ancient book and explained earnestly, "Legend has it that the core of the world is the cornerstone that maintains the stability of the world."

“It contains an extremely powerful and pure energy.”

"As long as we find it and channel its power into these cracks, we can completely repair them and restore peace to this world." (End of this chapter)