novelThe True Soul
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The thousands of swords hummed in unison, sounding like a raging roar. It was unknown how many of these long swords, which did not have a shine on their blades but was penetrating with sharpness and brutality all over its blades, rushed forward and covered the sky. The swords had already raided the snow peak in a flash!
Above the snow peak, the final two Tibetans were running wildly and breaking the ice all the way. Countless humongous ice chunks were blasted and rolled everywhere.
Under the blue sky, thousands of divine swords shook in rage accompanied by the shocking hum. The swords converged into a mighty torrent of steel akin to a divine dragon, which could agitate everyone's telegnosis ability and breath easily!
Layers of light green-colored radiance circulated around the little supreme leader Liu Zheng, who was sitting cross-legged and floating three feet from the ground. His eyes were widened in rage; his pupils were muddled and rippling with the sharp color of water. There were seventy-two Taoist priests with different body shapes and sizes following behind him. They built their formation based on the astrological position of the North Star in seventy-two blessed plots as they reinforced Liu Zheng to command the Kunlun's thousands swords.
The dark cloud-like sword formation arrived in a flash. The humming sound of metal had already turned into a sharp roar of heaven's thunder. The sword formation divided into two streaks of thick and violent sword dragons under the guidance of Liu Zheng and stabbed towards the snow peak in a loud bang!
The splattered ice and the shocking blood fountain were completely annihilated by the long swords' mighty torrent!
The final two Tibetans did not even have the opportunity to scream out in agony before they were pulverized by the Kunlun Sect's exceedingly magnificent sword formation. The 'corpses' splattered everywhere, covering an area of a few kilometers in circumference.
As compared to the great battle of the Weeping Buddha on Nine Peaks Mountain and the laborious battle of the soldiers of the netherland and Ning Jiao in the Painting Town, the power of the Kunlun's Thousand Swords Greeting formation had been enhanced by many folds!
The giant pangolin and Rangjung met Wen Leyang and were about to leap forward as the human figures before their eyes swayed abruptly. The group of Kunlun Sect's master cultivators had already jumped down to the bottom of the ice fissure. Liu Zheng was about to speak when he suddenly realized that the densely-arranged people in the ice walls were the disciples of his sect. His slightly relaxed expression suddenly turned cold and stern again.
The seventy-two disciples behind Liu Zheng almost squalled in unison. They lifted their flying swords and were about to break the ice to salvage their fellow disciples. Wen Leyang hastily shouted loudly to stop them. Liu Zheng could tell that there was something peculiar about the disciples in the ice walls. His gaze was icy cold and he glared at Hua Xiaoyao, who was standing next to Wen Leyang, "Is this your sorcery's trick?"
A group of white-robed youths behind Hua Xiaoyao whistled together and abruptly vanished into the ice walls. The Kunlun disciples shouted in rage once again and their flying swords hummed. The two parties were about to attack each other really soon again.
Wen Leyang hastily jumped in between the two parties. He explained about the firecracker's temperament and the sequence of events to Liu Zheng. As he was explaining, he peered at Fei Fei once. Fei Fei was listening to the cellphone's voice recording earlier. She nodded to Wen Leyang lightly at this point, signaling that Hua Xiaoyao was telling the truth.
Wen Leyang exhaled a long breath and finally nodded to Liu Zheng solemnly, "I vouch for the Hua family. The Kunlun disciples are safe and sound."
The white-robed youth Hua Xiaoyao complemented in an icy cold tone, "They are also safe and sound in the future. It will take at least three years, at most five years. Then, I will return you these thousand Kunlun disciples with the embodiment of true water!" Upon saying that, he paused for a moment and continued, "If you do not trust me, after the matter on hand is solved, I will stay with you and you can exchange my life with the Kunlun disciples in the future!"
Both the Kunlun Sect or Wen Leyang's group entered the snow mountain with the sole purpose of looking for the Tibetans. They had no intention to make the Hua family an enemy. Even though Hua Xiaoyao, who was the youth disciples' leader, had yet to achieve mastery in his cultivation method, his courage and resourcefulness were portrayed differently from others. The formidable force of the supernatural power launched by Liu Zheng earlier was shocking. Hua Xiaoyao was afraid that the firecrackers would cause a strong enemy for the family that was why he immediately followed Wen Leyang and stated his stand for the Kunlun disciples.
"There are almost a thousand Kunlun disciples, are you alone worthy of the exchange?" Liu Zheng was initially a happy-go-lucky and warm-tempered person but after his master teacher's sect went through drastic changes, his temperament became much more desolated and tyrannical. He no longer sounded as virtuous and sincere as he was before. However, upon saying this, he no longer continued to rebuke but waved his hand and commanded the disciples behind him to retract their flying swords. He had trusted Hua Xiaoyao's words.
When Liu Zheng turned around and looked at Wen Leyang, his gaze appeared slightly warmer than before. His tone of speaking became slightly gentler, "In the ice fissure of the southern slope, we found a dozen Kunlun disciples' corpses. Was it you who buried them?"
Wen Leyang blushed and nodded dimly.
Liu Zheng possessed a rather intelligent mind. After he learned about the habits and characteristics of the 'firecrackers', he could roughly make a guess of the dozen disciples' cause of death. He shook his head slowly at Wen Leyang, "It is difficult to avoid even if I were in your place. This enmity is not related to you." As he was saying that his tone of speaking turned savage again. On his shriveled and emancipated face, countless raging wrinkles engraved in his bones and printed on his heart appeared swiftly.
It was at this point, Gu Xiaojun laughed dryly. He helped Wen Leyang to divert the topic. He pointed to Liu Zheng and the group of Kunlun elder disciples behind his back, "So all of you were not in the campsite? What happened?"
Liu Zheng smiled, the raging wrinkles on his face faded quietly...
The Kunlun Sect entered the Tanggula Mountains in order to pursue the Tibetans. A dozen of smaller troops were separated from the large battalion that was led by capable and experienced disciples. They were in charge of warning, garrison and path-finding duties. After they circled around the Tanggula Mountains for a few times, they did not manage to locate the Tibetans. Hence, they made their way until the snow peak and were exhausted.
Liu Zheng issued the command to set up a campsite and recuperate. However, there were a few smaller troops that had yet to return and had lost contact with the main troop. Liu Zheng led his disciples and cast a domineering prohibition spell over their campsite, he speculated that even if the enemies were to sneak an attack on the campsite, they could hold up for a while. After that, he left with the Kunlun seventy-two esteemed sword seniors to search for the disappeared disciples.
Liu Zheng inhaled a long and deep breath. He spoke in a lowered voice, "Before the master teacher passed away, I once promised his grand old man that I would defend the Kunlun Sect's foundation of thousands of years! Every single one of the Kunlun disciples is my life!"
There were a total of five troops that made up about almost a hundred Kunlun disciples that had disappeared. Liu Zheng only managed to locate one of the troops at the end, which was the Taoist priests that were buried underneath the ice fissure by Wen Leyang. As for the others, perhaps they were assassinated by the Tibetans, perhaps they were pounced by the bugs and had entered the depth of the ice sheet.
Wen Leyang and the rest were taking a detour to the pyramidal peak to seek for Ji Song, that was why they were on different paths with Liu Zheng and the Kunlun disciples.
At this point, Liu Zheng suddenly diverted the topic, he turned around and looked towards Wen Leyang, "Do you still remember that I have mentioned that before my master teacher and his brother passed away, the master teacher passed down his remaining life vitality force to me and the Kunlun disciples. On the other hand, the master teacher's brother Tian Hua used his body to nourish the swords. He entered the Kunlun swords with his body."
Wen Leyang and the rest did not speak but nodded.
The so-called nourishing sword, in simpler words, meant that he passed down his life vitality force to the Kunlun's thousand of swords, such that the sword formation's formidable power was enhanced vastly. Just as Liu Zheng was searching for the missing disciples' whereabouts, he suddenly sensed that the Kunlun sword formation was about to achieve successful completion.
Liu Zheng dared not take rash actions. Along with the seventy-two esteemed sword seniors, they guarded their state of mind. They held their breaths and concentrated on sensing the sword formation's life vitality. This was the miraculous part of the Kunlun's magic, which Liu Zheng did not explain specifically. After all, it was just another process of a sword formation being reborn then recognized its master. The Kunlun Mountains and the Tanggula Mountains were albeit hundreds of kilometers away, the spirit primordial energy could break through the space and was utterly not confined to the limits of distance.
When the prohibition spell was triggered on the snow peak, the group of Kunlun master cultivators meditated to feel the sword formation's life vitality. They entered a state of nirvana and did not notice the anomaly that happened on the snow peak.
It was until daybreak, the sword formation was only considered officially achieved successful completion and became even more domineering and incisive. Liu Zheng and the rest did not procrastinate. They rushed back to the campsite and discovered that something bad happened. They immediately tracked and searched all the way and finally caught up to the final two Tibetans who were cast with the magic spell 'Great Xia's Nine Tripod Cauldron'. Liu Zheng did not even consider before he launched the recently nourished sword formation. Not only he intended to slaughter the enemy, he was also trying out the formidable power of the Kunlun thousand swords that had recently arisen from nirvana.
After he explained, Liu Zheng coughed lightly for a few times, "The master teacher's brother Tian Hua sacrificed his dharma body and finally refined himself into this set of Kunlun sword formation!"
Wen Leyang heaved a sigh. He stretched out his hand and patted Liu Zheng's shoulder, "Who was the wicked person that killed two sword immortals?"
Liu Zheng's gaze lowered. He was not looking at anyone, his voice sounded slightly nonchalant and desolated, "The enmity of the Black and White Island and the Kunlun Sect will not be avenged by the others. We will do this ourselves. There is no need for you to inquire anymore!"
At this point, Fei Fei, who was brooding in silence at the side, suddenly spoke, "Was it the enlightened person Tian Yin?" Liu Zheng's expression remained rigid, no one could read his true thoughts regardless. Nevertheless, he could not escape Fei Fei's observation. Every single change in Liu Zheng's expression would be reflected on his face, which would fall into Fei Fei's eyes.
Her voice sounded icy cold yet crisp. Her determination was as sharp as a blade that could cut through metal and jade, shattering every Kunlun disciple's desolation. The little supreme leader Liu Zheng suddenly raised his head. His eyes stared straight into Fei Fei. There was no hatred, threat and even less stern murder intent in his gaze, it was only akin to the wave-less dead water that was about to freeze that was so hard it suffocated those he looked at.
Xiao Sha immediately took a step forward. He blocked his sister behind him, he was afraid the Kunlun disciples would turn violent and revolted.
Fei Fei pulled her little brother. She refused to give any impression of her weakness as she glared back at Liu Zheng, "The three enlightened persons of the Black and White Island lived solitarily and guarded the heaven. They contributed boundless charitable and pious deeds to the living creatures and the world! The three enlightened persons of Tian Shu, Tian Hua and Tian Yin are just as described! Every one of them lived up to clear conscience. If you are to hide the truth, you have just looked down on them!"
Liu Zheng's gaze jolted. The gush of lifeless determination scattered slightly.
Fei Fei paused for a moment. She sounded much more gentle this time as she spoke of an awkward-sounding sentence, "The enlightened person Tian Yin is no longer the enlightened person Tian Yin, you ought to understand this point! That malicious and tyrannical bugger you know now, he does not deserve to be addressed as Tian Yin! I am no one but a common people, I cannot be of help to you, I can only hope that all of you work together as a team, " As she was saying that she stretched out her hand and pointed to the both of Wen Leyang and Liu Zheng, "and kill that bugger, only then you can calmly dream of Tian Yin's gallant soul smiles in satisfaction in the netherworld!"
It was unknown since when two rows of slightly murky tears rolled down from Liu Zheng's eyes. His Adam's apple was trembling, continuously giving out the muffled sound of clicking in his throat as if a gush of thousand-year-old sulkiness that had already spiraled and entangled around his heart was trying to struggle free from its shackles strenuously and was attempting to surge to the outside! Finally, that gush of sorrow that consumed Liu Zheng turned into a series of bitter howls that tore through metal and stone and gushed out of Liu Zheng's mouth!
The seventy-two Kunlun disciples behind him followed their supreme leader's bitter howl as they burst into loud wails together!
Every single esteemed sword seniors were older than a hundred years. Grey hair covered their heads, yet they were behaving like children that had recently lost a relative right now. They wailed and thumped on their chests and stomped their feet in deep sorrow as they cried in grievance until all that was left were themselves! Anger, hatred, heartache, sorrow. This was the most bitter and forlorn howl in the world that echoed through the entire snow peak in a flash!
Wen Leyang wiped away the moisture on the corners of his eyes. He nodded towards Fei Fei earnestly to signal that he understood that Fei Fei had already examined Liu Zheng's expression and that he understood who was the real assassin here.
Liu Zheng refused to mention this matter from the beginning to the end, he regarded this matter as the humiliation of the Black and White Island and Kunlun Sect that could never be erased.
Fei Fei's words felt as though nectar was pouring down on them and tranquilizing their souls, that softened Liu Zheng's heart! The enlightened person Tian Yin had committed mass tyranny yet it was unrelated to himself! The three sword immortals, who were the solitary heaven guardian of the Black and White Island, would forever bear four words on their face. Not to be disgraced!
The bawling and howling did not stop for a long time.
Only after a long while, the little supreme leader gradually stopped howling. Tears covered his entire face, his expression remained mournful as before but his gaze was already glowing in the long lost liveliness and exuberance. He did not wait for Wen Leyang to inquire closely and he started revealing the truth of how the two enlightened persons Tian Shu and Tian Hua were murdered.
The three sword immortals of the Black and White Island cultivated in a very special cultivation method. Their progress was always much slower than the other sects but they were granted the lifespan of thousands of years. Even though their progress was slow, they cultivated for years and years until their cultivation power was high enough to look down on the world. Two thousand years ago, they pursued the demon cat Chang Li out of rage, they gathered the master cultivators of great sects and engaged in a heaven-shocking battle with the Grand Master Tuo Xie and Chang Li. The three sword immortals were injured and they returned to the Black and White Island.
At this time, Wen Leyang gestured and interrupted Liu Zheng, "Not long after the event, our Grand Master Tuo Xie traveled a great distance to the Black and White Island. He attempted to explain the matter that involved Xiang Liu's evil soul to the enlightened person Tian Yin..."
Liu Zheng's expression was obviously astonished, "Tuo Xie once came to the Black and White Island?" Following that he gave a forced laugh and shook his head, "About this matter, the great master and his brother were uninformed of this. Otherwise, how would they spent two thousand years and exerted all their efforts in searching for Xiang Liu's evil soul! It is best for you to continue to listen to my story!"
Amongst the three enlightened persons' cultivation power, the eldest brother disciple Tian Yin was the strongest. After the violent battle two thousand years ago, they were all injured rather severely but Tian Yin was in the best condition.
After they returned to the Black and White Island, the two persons of Tian Shu and Tian Hua immediately engaged in closed-door cultivation and recuperated. Tian Yin did not seem to be injured severely, that was why he did not need to engage in closed-door cultivation.
Wen Leyang nodded, he understood that when the Grand Master Tuo Xie traveled to the Black and White Island, he arrived just in time when the other two persons were engaging in closed-door cultivation, that was why he revealed about Lue Luo and Mi Xu's doings entirely to the enlightened person Tian Yin. In addition to that, he stripped away his witchcraft power and inserted the witchcraft power into the jade talisman then passed it to the enlightened person Tian Yin and requested Tian Yin to help him in passing on the jade talisman to his disciple's descendants on behalf of himself.
The enlightened person Tian Yin was the sword immortal that was the pick of the generation. His way of conduct was naturally dependable. Moreover, these two parties were albeit tied with profound enmity, their goal at that moment was the same. They wanted to figure out every possible way to suppress the nine-headed monster. The Grand Master Tuo Xie then left the Black and White Island and disappeared without a trace. However, whatever he was doing, it was mostly related to Xiang Liu.
After a period of time, Tian Shu and Tian Hua's health was completely restored but by the time they left the closed-door cultivation, they discovered in astonishment that the enlightened person Tian Yin who was initially injured the least was already on the verge of death.
According to Tian Yin's personal statement, he suffered hidden injuries from that battle that even he failed to realize that himself, his life vitality was scattered and he was about to die from the reversed blood flow into his heart.
The little supreme leader heaved a sigh, he shook his head gently, "Actually, at that time, the master teacher uncle Tian Yin was already behaving oddly but the master teacher and the master teacher's brother did not notice that."
The rest of the two enlightened persons realized that their brother disciple was dying soon. They did not hesitate as they transferred the cultivation power from their body into Tian Yin's body, helping him to protect the life vitality that would heal his heart meridian. Following that, Tian Yin engaged in closed-door cultivation and started using the Turtle Breathing Qigong to heal his injuries.
Tian Shu and Tian Hua almost exhausted their life vitality this time. They were only completely healed after over a hundred years. They started searching for the escaped Xiang Liu's evil soul everywhere while simultaneously setting up the Kunlun Sect to help them to walk amongst the mortal world. The Kunlun Sect was albeit originated from the Black and White Island, their cultivation method was widely different from the Black and White Island's. Of course, the enlightened person Tian Shu would not train his disciples the same way he did, he could not let his disciples spend thousands of years to slowly build their foundation establishment.
At this point, Liu Zheng suddenly gestured the word 'nine' to the people behind his back. Nine of the Kunlun esteemed sword seniors behind him immediately stepped forward, they stood side by side before Wen Leyang and the rest.
Liu Zheng pointed to the nine esteemed sword seniors, he diverted the topic, "These nine persons are the brothers that suckled on the same breast and their thinking are the same..."
Wen Leyang's face was filled with astonishment for the nine Taoist priests before his eyes came in different shapes and sizes. They did not appear similar to each other at all. Let alone calling them the nine brothers, no one would believe them even if they were from nine different species.
Liu Zheng noticed Wen Leyang's puzzled expression, he gave a rarely seen laugh, "I am only giving you an example. Of course, these nine seniors are not blood brothers." The Kunlun esteemed sword seniors were the senior disciples. Even though Liu Zheng was the supreme leader, his tone of speaking was still unusually respectful toward them.
"However, if these nine persons were to collaborate and launched a magic spell that was exceedingly complicated or combined their powers to operate an extremely precise instrument, it would never be enough just by depending on their empathy to one another, " Liu Zheng's words were truly baffling but no one interrupted him. Everyone listened to him attentively as he continued, "They would still need a conductor, a conductor that was capable of exercising control over the entire scene!"
Upon saying that, Wen Leyang gave out a 'whoa', his face was filled with disbelief, he hesitated as he asked, "So you are talking about... Xiang Liu!" Wen Leyang's final two words were spoken through his clenched teeth.
Liu Zheng's expression was solemn all along. He nodded earnestly, "That is right, I am talking about Xiang Liu, the nine-headed Xiang Liu!"
The giant pangolin was clearly confused from listening to Liu Zheng as if it was enshrouded in mist. It could no longer restrain itself anymore as it swung its tail in rage, "Speak straight to the point! Is it fun to talk about something in riddles?"
Everybody else did not speak. Only Guo Huan who cursed in an icy cold manner, "The idiot that is foolish to the greatest extent! You cultivated for thousands of years in vain yet you cannot even understand this. He is telling you that Xiang Liu has nine head, but ten souls!"
At the sound of a muffled thud, the pangolin's huge tail slammed onto the ground...
Even the Black and White Island's swords immortals were unaware of this. There was one evil soul in each of Xiang Liu's nine heads but no one could have expected that, inside Xiang Liu's body, there was one more soul.
Xiao Sha chuckled. His eyes were already squinted until almost disappearing, "Xiang Liu's souls are truly worthless."
Liu Zheng curled the corners of his lips slightly and gave a forced smile, "Xiang Liu had nine heads and ten souls. The nine souls are separately used to control each head, while the soul in its body is the true soul that is exercising control!"
Old Gu, Fei Fei, Wen Leyang, Rangjung and the rest stood gazing at one another. They could already make a faint guess of the enlightened person's encounter. It was most likely related to the true soul of Xiang Liu.
As expected, Liu Zheng continued to speak, "None of us would have thought that when Chang Li crushed the water element heaven's cone nail, the soul that seized the opportunity to escape out its body was more than just the evil soul in that particular head. Even the true soul had escaped!"
The escape of the evil soul in that head had caused an unknown amount of disturbances in the past two thousand years. Xiang Liu's true soul that was obviously stronger also emerged. Wen Leyang's face flushed scarlet out of embarrassment. It was all because of his Grand Master Chang Li who did something at the spur of a moment, that resulted in all these events!
Liu Zheng's eyes squinted in a manner that was not easily noticed as if he had seen through Wen Leyang's thoughts. He spoke dully, "How many innocent lives had been involved due to the malicious disturbances that occurred in the past two thousand years. The Kunlun Sect would seek justice from the fairy maiden Chang Li sooner or later."
Wen Leyang's heart was suffocating with discomfort as he looked around at the Kunlun Sect, the jade knife Guo Huan, Po Tu's Qilian Immortal Sect, the obscure cultivator Hua family before his eyes. The Eyang Sect of the Five Blessings, the demon sects that were exterminated two thousand years ago, even their three families of Wen, Miao, Luo, everyone's misfortune, which followed along a sharp noise that was heard two thousand years ago, befell on them when the heaven's cone nail was crushed! The vision that suddenly floated before his eyes was of the first time he met Chang Li on the Zhanyan Peak back then, the way she smiled sweetly when she said, "If you want to charge, you must charge with a disaster!"
Due to the spur of a moment, malicious disturbances happened in the world!
Fei Fei noticed that Wen Leyang's expression. She stretched out her cold little hands, and lightly massaged his temples for a few times.
The head lama Rangjung was also aware of the process of the events, he suddenly spoke to Wen Leyang, "Free your heart and free your character. There is no need to be concerned about so many things!"
Wen Leyang was jolted awake, he frowned as he pondered attentively. Then, he suddenly spoke and burst out laughing, "The grand master came forward for Chang Li, he had already borne the matter. The descendants of Tuo Xie should naturally follow the grand master's lead! When all the masters look for the Grand Master Chang Li for revenge in the future, you will still need to overcome me first!"
The head lama Rangjung gave out an 'oh' that was filled with astonishment. His eyes widened into the size larger than bronze bells, as he looked towards Wen Leyang, "The lama did not mean that... what the lama meant to say was the past and the history is unrelated to you..."
Ever since Wen Leyang continuously learned about the terrible disasters that were caused by Chang Li two thousand years ago and all types of disturbances that came along with that, there was always a knot in his heart. There were truly too many innocent lives that were involved. Many of his close comrades by his side were actually deadly enemies of Tuo Xie and Chang Li... he could finally see the light at this moment, what was the thousands years' enmity, who was right and who was wrong... He patted on his shoulders loudly. He had decided to bear the resentment and let things be.
The people with the surname Wen had always helped their relatives but never helped the cause!
Wen Leyang continued to laugh aloud. He was like a small man entrusted with greatness that was beaming with joy, "Whether all of you are refining in cultivation or refining in treasured weapons, no one is stopping all of you. If you think that you have the ability to seek revenge, come and kill the Wen family first before facing my family's Grand Master Chang Li. By the time Xiang Liu's matter is solved, all of you that come looking for me and have a drink with me, remember to bring along some scrumptious dishes. Those that intend to seek revenge, do not forget to bring your knives. Everyone is welcomed!"
The Hua family's white-robed disciples had already bored out of the ice walls by now and were gathering around Hua Xiaoyao. They did not know about the past, so they did not understand what was going on. A group of master cultivators that were still bound by a common hatred for the enemy earlier discussed and somehow turned into the discussion of drinking and revenge. The white-robed disciples looked at Hua Xiaoyao strenuously, trying to understand the situation. They wanted to know once they started fighting, whose side should the Hua family help.
Tutatunte did not understand Mandarin but he could sense the gradually thickening heat, which was leading up to a fight. He jumped up and stood behind Wen Leyang and bared his teeth loyally towards a group of Kunlun disciples.
Liu Zheng was red with rage. He stared at Wen Leyang coldly for a long while. On his face that was already indescribably thin and pallid, a sincere smile that could only be derived from his moral nature bloomed. Even though the smile was not accompanied by laughter, his sonorous tone of speaking gave full expression to his heroic mannerism, "Very well, when the matter of nine-headed Xiang Liu is solved, Liu Zheng will come looking for you to have a drink and revenge!"
Po Tu slammed its huge tail. It was laughing aloud as well, "Our Qilian Immortal Sect will have a drink first, then... then discuss later!" The moment it thought of the agony of being plucked off its entire body's scales, its heroic spirit that had just surged from its great toes directly to its skull, bored back into his bone gaps and hid.
Wen Leyang and Liu Zheng gazed at one another and laughed. Their top priority at the moment was to execute the evil cultivator, to suppress Xiang Liu once again. As for the future matters, whether it was the act of having a drink or revenge, they were too lazy to care about it now!
Within the two young men's laughter, Guo Huan's rigid voice echoed back and forth in between the ice walls, "Do not forget that the person who shattered the heaven's cone nail, included me, the mountain ghost's portion of power! What an honor for Guo Huan to have the ability to cause this unprecedented calamity."
What an honor to have the ability to cause an unprecedented calamity!
The ability to become the world's enemy, just for the passion of a man and a woman's love; Coldly neglecting every single person in the world, just to warm the woman in his heart. That was Tuo Xie's real temperament!
The ability to bear patiently for two thousand years just for an entrustment that tore their time and age into pieces. That was the heroic spirit of the two marvels Lue Luo and Mi Xu!
Heroic spirit, real temperament, honor, Chang Li, Tuo Xie, Lue Luo, Mi Xu, the four persons each gave a slap, slapping the world with thousands of years of malicious disturbances!
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