The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 448 The Medium of Green Silk, Deeds

In the center of the Eastern Sacred Continent, atop the boundless Dragon Head Mountain Range, stands the majestic Eastern Sacred City.

Surrounding the divine city, the One Qi Returning to Origin Sect, the Eight Banners Sect, and the Two Elements Demon-Slaying Hall each occupy a cluster of beautiful and spiritually rich immortal mountains.

Given this geographical arrangement, the three major sects not only make the Eastern Sacred City appear as if surrounded by stars, but also present a tripartite balance of power among themselves.

At this moment, in the Two Elements Demon-Slaying Hall, the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace, and the Star-Picking Tower, one of the three great divine sects.

"Heh heh heh!"

A withered, weathered old man laughed like a cunning sixth brother who had succeeded in his scheme, bending over with laughter: "Feng Ling, your understanding of your nemesis is so shallow, yet you dare to underestimate my Dao Demon Deduction Technique!"

As he spoke, a misty aura of blood emanated from an ancient bronze mirror floating in front of the old man, spreading out in circles and enveloping his entire body.

Immediately after the old man's body was replenished with a large amount of blood and energy, his hair turned from gray to jet black and shiny, and his withered face quickly regained its eerie appearance, as if withered bones had been rejuvenated.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp "crack" was heard, and the ancient bronze mirror shattered into a pile of crystalline fragments. The strand of black hair that had appeared and reappeared from the fragments of the bronze mirror was also completely burned away by the eerie flames.

Seeing this, Xing Zhai felt a pang of heartache, suppressed his smile, and stared coldly at the tuft of black ash that had turned from black hair, now dulled by the fragmented light of the hair.

His face was contorted with rage: "This demon prince spared no effort, sacrificing the lifeblood of a thousand people, twenty years of his own lifespan, and an unexpectedly damaged spacetime artifact, yet he still failed to kill you in the Dream of Reincarnation. What a pity for this wisp of your hair that served as a medium!"

If Feng Ling were to hear this, setting aside the question of where the hair came from, he would surely be furious and laugh at Xing Zhai's past life as an old king with a long lifespan and who was the eighth child in his family.

Otherwise, why would he squander twenty years of his lifespan just to ambush him?

"Alright, Xie Yun, come in now. Let's put the matter of the Soul Devouring Array being destroyed behind us!"

Suddenly, a majestic Daoist voice rang out from the top floor of the towering Star-Picking Tower.

"Thank you, Demon Prince Xingzhai, for your forgiveness!"

Outside the Star-Picking Tower, a haggard old man who had been kneeling on the ground quickly rose to his feet after hearing the news. It was early morning!
Seeing the dried bloodstain still hanging on the corner of his mouth, it was probably an injury he sustained while being punished earlier.

Upon reaching the top floor of the Star-Picking Tower, Ling Chen once again trembled as he thanked Xing Zhai in person, saying, "I will forever remember the Demon Prince's mercy in sparing my life, so as to encourage myself to study forbidden and evil arts diligently, and to serve the Demon Prince in the future!"

"Alright, I have countless lackeys, I don't need one more like you, there's no need for you to show your loyalty here!"

Xing Zhai snorted coldly: "This time, you should be glad that you brought back Feng Ling's hair and just enough blood essence for a thousand people to apologize. Otherwise, even if I were willing to give you a chance to atone for your sins, you would still not escape the fate of being drained of your blood essence and dying!"

Suddenly, Demon Lord Xieyun shuddered, feeling the blood in his body stagnate for a moment: Luckily, he didn't run away!

Xing Zhai seemed oblivious, then frowned and said, "Xie Yun, tell me again, without missing a single word, the story of your elder brother Ling Weiyun's resurrection. I have a feeling that although this old man and Feng Ling are not related by blood, they are closer than blood, and their destinies are also strange in a way!"

Upon hearing this, he quickly did as instructed in the early hours of the morning.

But even after he repeated it more than ten times, his throat was hoarse, and all that came out of Xingzhai's mouth was still the word "continue".

After a while, it gradually got dark.

Xing Zhai listened to it over a hundred times before dismissing Ling Chen with an uncertain expression.

It is unknown whether he can deduce or glean any secrets from the object of the deduction without any tangible related media or objects.

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages and saints offer you a pure land for your souls.

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