On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

The winter nights in the Frosty Realm are so quiet that it seems even time has been frozen.

The fire in the stove inside had burned down to embers, leaving only a faint, dark red glow that barely dispelled the deathly silence of the room.

Su Bai held Ah Shuang's hand; it was withered and thin, and her fingertips were so cold that it made his heart tremble. Three days ago, she could still barely get out of bed and walk around, and sit in the yard to bask in the sun. But since yesterday, she had fallen into a deep sleep, her breath as weak as a whisper, as if she might die at any moment.

The doctor's prediction of three years was ultimately an optimistic one.

Under the torment of this bone-chilling cold, the lamp oil for this mortal body has completely dried up.

"Buzz—"

Just as Su Bai's sorrow intensified, a strange fluctuation suddenly arose in the void.

That was not the snow and wind of the Frost Realm, but an aura originating from the depths of the Netherworld, yet carrying supreme compassion and majesty.

The interior space shattered silently, and a figure dressed in a pale yellow palace gown, surrounded by the Daoist aura of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, stepped out from the void.

It is Consort Pingxin.

She was in the underworld, constantly monitoring the situation here. When she sensed that the life force of the Xuanming remnant soul was plummeting like a cliff, about to be completely extinguished, this saint who was in charge of the underworld could no longer sit still.

She disregarded the ironclad rule that saints should not easily interfere with the operation of the minor worlds and descended in person!

"elder brother……"

The moment Pingxin landed, his gaze passed over Su Bai and fixed firmly on the withered old woman on the bed.

Just one glance.

Empress Pingxin's body trembled violently, and tears instantly streamed down her face like broken pearls.

"elder sister……"

Pingxin rushed to the bedside, wanting to touch Ashuang's face, but her hand hovered in mid-air, trembling and afraid to fall.

In her memory, Xuanming was an unparalleled figure, a man who looked down upon the heavens with unparalleled arrogance. Even in death, he perished beneath the innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, a death that was both magnificent and tragic.

But now...

The old woman in front of me, with her white hair, wrinkled face, and skin and bones, was actually the arrogant Ancestral Witch of Rain.

"How could this happen... how could he have gotten so thin..."

Pingxin covered her mouth, sobbing uncontrollably. The stark contrast, the deep resonance and heartache from the very core of her being, made her feel as if her saintly composure was crumbling.

"cough……"

Seemingly sensing the fluctuations in the emotions around her, Ashuang, who was in a deep sleep, struggled to open her cloudy eyes.

She saw the beautiful woman crying her eyes out by the bedside.

Although they had never met, one was a high-ranking saint, and the other was a humble mortal.

But a strange sense of familiarity made Ashuang laboriously raise her withered hand and gently touch Pingxin's hand.

"Girl...don't cry..."

Ashuang's voice was hoarse and weak, "Although I don't know you... seeing you cry makes my heart... ache."

Upon hearing this, Pingxin burst into tears. Even after reincarnation and losing all her memories, the sisterly bond etched into her bones still made her instinctively want to comfort herself.

"Calm down."

Su Bai took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "Now that you're here, do you have a way?"

He knew that Pingxin would never speak without reason.

Pingxin hastily wiped away her tears, her eyes instantly becoming incredibly determined.

"have!"

Pingxin stood up, looked at Su Bai, and said in a very fast voice, "Sister's current condition is because her remnant soul is too weak to bear the life force of her physical body, resulting in the depletion of her source."

"Conventional longevity pills are ineffective for her because her soul is leaky; no matter how much you try to repair it, it will leak out again."

"The only way is through great merit!"

Pingxin formed a hand seal, and a vast phantom of the Six Paths of Reincarnation faintly appeared behind him:

"I am the Lord of the Underworld. I can invoke the 'Merit of Reincarnation' from the Netherworld and forcefully infuse it into her body to rebuild her soul's foundation and replenish that last trace of true spirit!"

"Once the soul is restored, the physical body will naturally regain its vitality."

"This method, while not granting her immortality, can at least... extend her lifespan by sixty years!"

Sixty years!

For Ashuang now, this is an astronomical figure! It means she can enjoy her later years in peace and even have the opportunity to slowly regain her past memories.

"Okay! Let's do it this way!" Su Bai's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"but……"

Pingxin changed the subject, her expression becoming solemn, "This method is extremely dangerous. The merit of reincarnation is too domineering. My sister's current physical body is just a mortal, and it is already nearing its end. It simply cannot withstand the erosion of that kind of power."

"A single misstep could lead to the disintegration of the physical body and the scattering of the soul!"

Pingxin looked at Su Bai and said, word by word:

"Brother, I need you."

"At the moment you initiate the flow of merit into her body, you need to use the laws of time to forcibly 'freeze' your sister's physical state at the peak of her vitality! Even if it's just for a fleeting instant!"

"You must use the laws of time to create an absolutely static protective shell for her physical body, so that the power of merit only repairs the soul and does not harm the body!"

"This requires extremely high precision in manipulating the laws of timing; it cannot be a fraction too early or too late."

Upon hearing this, Su Bai did not hesitate at all. He went straight to the bedside, helped Ashuang sit up, and let her lean against him.

"Let's begin."

Su Bai's voice was calm yet powerful. In his grey eyes, the candlelight flickered, and the laws of time began to surge wildly around him.

"As long as I am here, her physical body will not collapse."

"good!"

Pingxin stopped wasting words. At this moment, the brother and sister joined forces again, just like when they fought side by side at the foot of Buzhou Mountain back then.

"Six realms of reincarnation, heed my command! Golden light of merit, descend!"

Empress Pingxin gave a stern shout.

boom!

The cramped space of that thatched hut seemed to have opened a door to the underworld.

A vast, sacred, and infinitely compassionate golden light poured down from the phantom like a golden waterfall, heading straight for Ashuang.

"Time... freezes! Freeze!"

At the same moment, Su Bai pressed his hands firmly against Ashuang's temples.

Om-!

A gray ripple of time instantly enveloped Ashuang's entire body.

At this moment, Su Bai forcibly pressed the pause button on Ashuang's blood flow, cell aging, and even heartbeat with his great supernatural powers!

Her body was frozen in that one second!

A golden torrent of merit instantly entered her brow, frantically repairing her shattered soul.

however.

This is the Frost Realm.

It is a small world with its own independent operating rules.

The arrival of a sage had already alerted the Heavenly Dao of this realm. Now, these two dared to defy fate and forcibly interfere with the life and death of a mortal!

In the eyes of Heaven, this is the greatest heresy!

"Boom—!!!"

The once quiet Xueling Town was suddenly covered with dark clouds without warning.

Those were no ordinary dark clouds; they possessed an eerie purplish-black hue. As the clouds churned, a terrifying divine might, capable of making all things tremble, was brewing.

"Who... dares to defy the natural order... and interfere with life and death...?"

A vague yet grand will reverberates between heaven and earth.

Followed by.

"Snap!!!"

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a bucket, tore through the sky, carrying the will to destroy everything, and struck the small thatched hut fiercely!

Purple Heaven Thunder Punishment!

This is Heaven's punishment for those who defy Heaven!

"Oh no! This is divine punishment!" Pingxin was focused entirely on manipulating her merits to repair her soul and couldn't afford to be distracted. "Brother! Protect the formation!!"

"You don't need to tell me!"

Su Bai suddenly looked up at the purple lightning that pierced through the roof, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"How dare the Heavenly Dao of a mere minor world harm my people before my very eyes?!"

Su Bai did not release his hand from Ashuang's temple, because he had to maintain the stillness of time.

then.

He made the most direct, yet clumsy, move.

He bent down and used his broad back to tightly protect Ashuang in his arms, as well as the core of the entire formation.

"Bang--!!!"

The first lightning bolt struck Su Bai squarely on the back.

Even if he has the body of a quasi-saint, even if he has the physique of an ancestral witch.

Despite the Purple Lightning Punishment, which represents the power of rules, Su Bai still let out a muffled groan as his protective aura shattered instantly, and the fox fur on his back turned to ashes.

"Again!!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Su Bai's mouth, yet he roared angrily at the heavens.

"Boom! Boom!"

The Way of Heaven seems to have been angered.

Two more, even thicker bolts of lightning struck down in quick succession!

This time, there was no protective energy to stop it.

The purple lightning struck Su Bai's body directly.

"Sizzle sizzle—"

The skin was torn open, and the smell of burning flesh instantly filled the entire room.

Su Bai's back instantly turned blackened, a bloody mess, with even the white bones faintly visible. The excruciating pain that went deep into his soul caused his entire body to tremble violently.

But his hands, which were pressed on Ashuang's temples, remained completely still, as steady as Mount Tai!

His body was like an insurmountable mountain, shielding the person in his arms from all calamities and destruction.

Seeing this scene, Pingxin, who was casting a spell, burst into tears once again.

She remembered the time she spent at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

It is the same kind of thunder (chaotic Zhongbo), and the same kind of desperate situation.

At that time, it was Sister Xuanming who stood in front of Brother.

And today.

Cause and effect are intertwined.

It was the older brother who, with his own flesh and blood, held up the sky for his sister.

"elder brother……"

"Stop talking nonsense! Continue!!"

Su Bai gritted his teeth, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth onto Ah Shuang's sleeping cheek. His voice, though hoarse, carried a destructive, unwavering determination:

"Now that this cause and effect have occurred..."

"Since God has given me this opportunity..."

Looking at Ashuang in his arms, whose breathing was gradually stabilizing and whose face was beginning to glow, Su Bai's eyes flashed with a tenderness and madness he had never seen before:

"Those I couldn't save in my past life..."

"In this life, even if I, Su Bai, risk my life..."

"We have to save her!!"