Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

The distance between the two generations of true immortals was no more than half a meter.

At the same time, the demonic forces in the world seemed to be drawn in, and boundless demonic energy surged into the extremely black demonic sword. In the pitch black, the sword seemed to disappear.

Do not--

The demonic sword blended completely with the surrounding darkness. All the darkness in this world was the sword, and wherever there was darkness, the sword's intent followed like a shadow.

This was a sword strike that directly involved the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. The Demon Emperor's will did not even make a swinging motion, but the darkness surrounding Gu Tianren was already filled with endless sword intent.

"Ah……"

Gu Tianren smiled.

It was like hearing a really funny joke.

He neither made a move nor dodged; he simply shook his head.

Then, he uttered three words.

"You do not deserve."

The sound of the character "落" (luò).

There was no more turmoil between heaven and earth.

The surging demonic energy and the overwhelming demonic aura that had previously blotted out the sky, the sword strike that was powerful enough to shake the heavens and the earth and shake the Great Dao, suddenly stopped at this moment.

The Demon Emperor's will widened its eyes in astonishment and spoke—

"What is this...?"

The rest of the conversation was left unfinished.

the reason is simple.

Because at this moment—limited to the entire cemetery, everywhere was enveloped in a pure white light.

What is that white light?

no one knows.

But when the white light dissipated, Gu Xingzhuo was somehow brought behind Yun Ping, and a transparent barrier appeared around the two of them.

That was a barrier erected by Yunping.

"How come..."

Gu Xingzhuo looked around and, after realizing that he had shifted in space, he immediately began to observe the surrounding situation.

But just one glance was enough to scare me so much that I almost collapsed to the ground.

The cemetery... is gone.

Yes.

Gone.

The scorched soil of the entire cemetery had completely disappeared, and in the far distance was the edge of the pit, which, upon closer inspection, was several kilometers away from them.

The soil beneath their feet still emitted a faint trace of spiritual energy, as if it were a remnant of something.

In mid-air... what you see is completely distorted, because the light has penetrated the cracks in space. Even though the white light has disappeared for more than ten seconds, these invisible spatial cracks still exist and have not been repaired.

In mid-air, the shadow of the Demon Emperor's will had vanished.

All that exists is Gu Tianren.

The man whose expression remained calm throughout, who never even drew his weapon.

Looking into the distance, Zhang Ruoxue seemed to understand what the white light was.

Because at this moment, Gu Tianren's clenched right fist was slowly relaxing.

42. He said, "We can go now."

The smoke dissipated, and everything vanished into nothingness.

In complete silence, the bright moon shone alone in the sky, its light illuminating the young man's face.

The True Immortal, who was crowned with the title of Martial Emperor, vanished into the cold wind after unleashing a punch that was invisible to the naked eye, leaving behind only an extremely exaggerated, enormous crater that resembled a meteorite falling from the sky.

At the bottom of the pit, Zhang Ruoxue, who had been sheltered and unharmed, raised her head blankly and looked around at everything.

As far as the eye could see, there was only flat earth, as if the entire cemetery had been overturned, and the tombstones that surrounded it like walls had disappeared without a trace.

Looking around, the only noteworthy figure in sight was that of another person also protected by an unknown barrier.

A figure... knelt on the ground, eyes wide with disbelief, mouth agape, but unable to speak due to overwhelming fear and shock.

Those were the disciples of the Demon Emperor who should have been arrogant and domineering, roaming freely in this world.

He stared at Yun Ping in horror as if he had seen a ghost, swallowed hard, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Recalling the white light that seemed to fill the world, his face turned ashen, his tongue went numb, and he couldn't utter a word.

On the other hand, Yunping was not surprised at all.

"It seems that the True Immortals of the past were still slightly more powerful."

"you……"

Qu Wuxin's heart pounded. Just seeing the faint smile on Yun Ping's face sent chills down his spine. He pointed at him, but even his index finger was trembling: "What exactly are you?!"

Yunping narrowed his eyes and said, "That's really harsh... I'm just a teacher who stood up for his own disciple."

"The Martial Emperor is long dead, so where did you summon his will from...? That's completely impossible!"

"And why do you have no spiritual energy... Why are you unaffected by the Demon Emperor's pressure? Where did you come from! And who are you?!"

Qu Wuxin seemed to have gone mad, constantly questioning Yunping. In his view, everything that was happening before his eyes was beyond reason and beyond his comprehension.

He could only keep questioning himself, trying to solidify his mind and prevent the Dao heart he had painstakingly built from collapsing.

However, anyone could see that Qu Wuxin was standing on the edge of collapse. If he were pushed any further, he would probably go insane and his soul would dissipate.

But Yunping didn't have that idea.

"You're so noisy..." He picked at his ear, looking impatient, then turned his back and called out softly, "Ruoxue."

The only woman present slowly walked towards Qu Wuxin, who was in the distance.

She stood before Qu Wuxin, whose face was blank and astonished, and heard her master's words.

"Let's end all of this."

……

The girl, who had been keeping her head down, nodded slightly.

next second.

Qu Wuxin felt an immense pressure coming down on him. Her fair hands gripped his neck tightly, and then a tremendous force struck, like a mountain collapsing. He fell backward and lay on the ground, pinned down by Zhang Ruoxue.

He instinctively wanted to resist, but as a talisman cultivator, how could he possibly compare to Zhang Ruoxue's terrifying physique at this moment?

Ruoxue gripped Qu Wuxin's neck tightly, the suffocating pain spreading throughout his body, causing his meridians to tremble erratically, and his heart to beat faster and faster.

In the center of her vision, Zhang Ruoxue raised her right hand high and then made a fist.

Qu Wuxin struggled desperately with both hands, trying to break free, frantically scratching at the left hand that was gripping his neck, a strange smile appearing on his pale, horrified face.

His voice was extremely weak when he spoke: "I never thought that after so many years, you would still be so... so heartless... Sister."

"Do you really want to kill me that badly? You did before, and you still do now..."

Zhang Ruoxue kept her head down, and no one could see her expression.

Unconsciously, the force with which she gripped Qu Wuxin's neck seemed to loosen a little.

Qu Wuxin could not possibly be unaware of this, and he forced a smile.

"That's right, keep going... keep pushing."

"Kill me, and kill your own brother right here!"

"Haven't you done this before? Even if your closest brother was screaming in agony in the fire, begging for help in the face of death, you would have turned away without hesitation."

"This is what you should be like, a heartless, selfish coward!!"

Qu Wuxin's eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.

"Come on, kill me! If I die, will everything you owe me disappear? Or..."

"Will you be burdened with another blood debt that you can never shake off?"

"Hahaha...hahahahaha..."

He laughed wildly, a maniacal laugh.

His smile was full of hatred, and his eyes were filled with anger.

He's like a madman, no... he is a madman.

However, the exaggerated laughter came to an abrupt halt at a certain moment, simply because someone suddenly increased the force.

boom!

The force was more terrifying than ever before, and the ground beneath Qu Wuxin and Zhang Ruoxue sank into a large pit once again. Qu Wuxin felt his internal organs churning and coughed up a large amount of blood.

Even so, he was still smiling.

"That's it...that's it...faster, faster."

"Kill me, and you'll never be able to escape my shadow for the rest of your life, Qu Wenxue!"

……

"Zhang Ruoxue".

She finally spoke, but her voice sounded quite awkward.

It seemed to be sorrow, it seemed to be lament, it seemed to be helplessness.

She kept her head down, and no one could see her face clearly. Her small mouth opened and closed slightly as she said, "This is your sister's new name. Remember it, and don't forget it."

Qu Wuxin's smile slowly faded, and he stared at Zhang Ruoxue with a gloomy expression: "What do you mean by this? Are you trying to turn yourself into someone else to escape? To pretend that everything that happened before never happened?"