I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Fang Xuan shook his head, his vision blurred with black shadows.

He was losing consciousness.

Although the M-type's ability to lock blood is indeed extraordinary, if this continues, even if it is locked in and does not die, this body will completely collapse and become a charred corpse repeatedly whipped by Zidian.

But Yun Chang couldn't get it up when it mattered! He cursed inwardly again.

They usually act so tough, but when faced with real divine punishment, they're completely useless.

A cold, trembling hand gently touched his blood-stained face.

It is Ningxian.

Her gaze was unfocused, yet she tried to concentrate, looking at him, her lips moving slightly.

"Go quickly... I have another life... Go now..."

Scalding tears soaked the tattered fabric of his shirt, mixed with blood, making it impossible to tell whether it was hers or his.

"Senior sister will have a next life," Fang Xuan said, forcing a smile, but only coughing up more blood.

"In this life... I only have my senior sister."

Ning Qian used her last bit of strength to press down tightly on Fang Xuan's right hand, which was also stained with blood.

She wanted to activate the last bit of her spatial sword intent remaining in his body, forcefully break through an opening, and push him out.

It's all her fault...

As long as my junior brother leaves, leaves this area locked by the Heavenly Dao, and leaves her, this jinx...

He has a special constitution and strong recovery ability, so he will definitely be fine.

She's dead, that's all.

After all, she was meant to be alone.

Through dozens of reincarnations, each journey begins alone, struggling amidst seas of blood and calamities, only to be ultimately annihilated by a powerful enemy.

Or perhaps it will be erased by an even more terrifying being...

He is not tolerated by Heaven and suffers endless calamities.

My junior brother is so good... He loves her cooking, he knows how to make her happy, and he says... she's the only person he loves most...

She shouldn't have clung to the warmth of this life, and she shouldn't have dragged him into this doomed vortex.

She should have known this last time at the Qingyun Sect.

But she still couldn't bear to part with him, selfishly keeping him by her side...

That was someone she had only encountered after dozens of reincarnations... How could she bear to let go?

"call--"

A faint spatial fluctuation emanated from Fang Xuan's right hand.

"Sizzle!"

A tiny spatial rift had just appeared, and before it could expand into a passage large enough to send someone away, it was struck by a bolt of purple lightning and instantly annihilated, leaving not even a ripple.

Under the control of the Heavenly Dao, any attempt to escape the spatial fluctuations of this place is futile.

I can't push it away... I can't send it away...

She'll kill him.

.......

I don't know how much time passed.

Time loses its meaning here, leaving only the endless strikes of purple lightning.

Fang Xuan held Ning Qian in his arms, but one knee finally gave way and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

He seems to be really going to die...

He could no longer feel the warmth in her arms; Ning Qian's breath was so faint that it seemed as if it might dissipate at any moment.

His own aura was like a flickering candle in the wind, its light uncertain, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

The system notification sounds kept echoing intermittently deep within my mind.

[Warning... Vital signs are dropping to a critical level... Blood-locking function is about to overload...]

Ning Qian barely opened her eyes a crack and looked at Fang Xuan's face.

She regretted it, she really regretted it.

I shouldn't have let him come along... I shouldn't have dragged him into this...

"No...don't follow me..." she said hoarsely, her tears already dried up. "Go...please..."

Fang Xuan heard it, but only responded in a faint, almost inaudible voice, in fits and starts:

"Senior sister... she's always like this... she never even asks me... if I'm willing... to die with her..."

Before he could finish speaking, the last breath he had been holding on to finally dissipated, and his arms holding her completely lost their strength.

He fell forward, landing heavily on Ning Qian, and completely lost consciousness.

.......

Just as the two of them were so weak that they were almost gone.

Dozens of miles away from this desolate place shrouded in the purple lightning of the Heavenly Dao.

Several powerful figures stood in mid-air, their faces increasingly grim.

They were wearing similar-styled black robes, and were indeed members of the Fang family.

Leading the group was an elderly man with a dignified face and a deep, ocean-like aura. He was the eldest elder of the Fang family and a peerless expert at the eighth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Standing beside him were two elders at the fourth or fifth level of the Tribulation Transcending stage, as well as several deacons at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

"The last signal the young master sent back was right here."

An elder, holding a constantly flashing compass, spoke in a deep voice.

The Grand Elder gazed at the area shrouded in purple thunderclouds in the distance, where the space itself seemed to be subtly distorted.

Even from this distance, the oppressive aura of Heaven was still chilling, and his brows furrowed tightly.

An elder with a fiery temper couldn't help but yell, "What's going on? Which wandering immortal has gone mad again, triggering the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder? And causing such a commotion!"

There's nothing we can do about that.

Another elder sighed, "Young Master Xuan is exceptionally gifted. He has already reached the Nascent Soul stage at the young age of eighteen. He is truly a rare genius in our Fang family... no, in the entire cultivation world, a genius rarely seen in the last ten thousand years."

This is the greatest opportunity our Fang family has ever had since ancient times, and it may also be... our greatest loss.

The Grand Elder remained silent.

How could he not know? This eldest son, who had only recently displayed extraordinary talent, carried too many expectations from the family.

But given the current situation...

"Elder, with our strength, if we were to force our way into this Purple Heaven Divine Thunder area... we would probably face a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."

"What about those ancient space talismans from the family's inventory? Could we forcibly swap them out?" the fiery elder suggested.

"It won't work." The elder holding the compass shook his head.

"This area is completely locked by the power of Heaven. Any spatial talisman or spell that enters will be instantly destroyed by the purple lightning, and may even harm the young master."

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Are we just going to watch our family's greatest hope of ten thousand years perish here?

Just then, the Grand Elder slowly raised his head and looked toward the very center of the purple thundercloud.

"I guess I'll have to distract myself."

"Elder?!" the two elders exclaimed simultaneously.

He didn't answer directly, but instead took a deep breath and began to slowly release his full aura as an eighth-level Tribulation Transcending cultivator!

At the same time, he formed hand seals, and his spiritual power circulated wildly within his body, resonating with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

He actually intended to forcibly trigger his Heavenly Ladder Tribulation at this very moment!

"Elder! No!" The fiery elder exclaimed in shock.

"We are not fully prepared yet; climbing the ladder now would be too risky."

The Grand Elder, however, revealed a magnanimous, even unrestrained smile, his aura rising steadily, stirring up the winds and clouds:

"There's no other way! Purple Heaven Divine Lightning is also a type of tribulation lightning. I'll use my own aura from the Ascending the Ladder Tribulation as a guide to forcefully disrupt the lock on that area, perhaps creating a sliver of an opening!"

He looked at the two dumbfounded elders and the deacons with grief and indignation on their faces, and laughed heartily: "I'll go upstairs and wait for you! Hahaha! Remember, seize that fleeting opportunity, and at any cost, bring Fang Xuan back to the Fang family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped suppressing himself, and the terrifying aura of the eighth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm erupted completely, soaring straight into the sky.

Meanwhile, dozens of miles away, above the core area of ​​that purple thundercloud, the Heavenly Dao seemed to experience a momentary disorder due to Fang Qinghai's forceful initiation of tribulation.

A bolt of purple lightning, much thinner than before, struck a spot just a few feet away from Fang Xuan and Ning Qian, blasting a shallow crater in the ground.

A dark shadow, almost blending into the surrounding charred environment, spread out like liquid and quickly enveloped Fang Xuan and Ning Qian's tightly embracing bodies.

The remaining purple lightning struck it, causing the black liquid to crack open in several places, but it would quickly reform.