Chapter 1815
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Hearing this, Xing Hanwen’s face also twisted in horror.
And that stunned expression remained forever etched on his face at this moment.
A renowned elder of the Spirit Sword Pavilion had met his end here.
A thud.
Suddenly sounded.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang’s legs gave way, and he slumped to the ground.
His face pale, gasping for breath, he hurriedly swallowed one restorative pill after another.
Every time the Nine Origins Void Sword is summoned, it’s almost like taking my life, so Ye Wushuang has only summoned it twice so far.
This divine sword, I truly don’t know when I’ll be able to fully wield it！
Xuan Qingyi crouched down, hurriedly took out various bottles and jars, and asked Ye Wushuang with concern, “What kind of elixir do you need? I have everything here.”
”Restore… vital energy… and blood…”
Hearing Ye Wushuang’s weak voice, Xuan Qingyi quickly searched through the bottles and jars.
”Little sister…”
Nearby, Xuan Tiandi called out.
”Second Brother, quickly take out all the vital energy and blood restoration elixirs you have！” Xuan Qingyi urged without turning her head.
”Little sister！！！” Xuan Tiandi crouched down, grabbed Xuan Qingyi’s arm, and said, “Did you forget we obtained three Yuan Beast Blood Fruits earlier？ They have miraculous effects on restoring vital energy and blood for the Stellar Transformation realm.”
”Right, right, how could I forget！” Xuan Qingyi hastily took out three fruits.
The fruits looked about the size of green dates, with a blood-red surface, and the flesh inside resembled flowing blood and flesh.
”Eat them quickly, eat them quickly,” Xuan Qingyi said, her voice trembling.
Seeing this, Xuan Tiandi was momentarily at a loss for words.
Back then…
The meeting between Xuan Qingyi and Ling Shengtian was quite accidental, and later, Xuan Tiandi also didn’t know when his younger sister had secretly fallen for Ling Shengtian.
But while the falling flower had feelings, the flowing water was indifferent.
Back when Ling Shengtian passed away, his younger sister was depressed for hundreds of years, only later getting together with Muge and giving birth to a daughter named Mu Qingqian.
Who would have thought that over two thousand years later, Ling Shengtian would return?
Ye Wushuang turned out to be Ling Shengtian！
When these words came from Ye Wushuang’s mouth, Xuan Tiandi and Xuan Qingyi harbored no doubts.
The moment Ye Wushuang said this, the two of them finally pieced together many of the things they hadn’t understood during this time.
Exactly！
If it weren’t Ling Shengtian, how could Yin Shenghao and the other two treat Ye Wushuang with both care and respect？
And now.
Seeing his younger sister’s attitude toward Ye Wushuang, Xuan Tiandi understood even more—this was the confusion born of deep concern！
Ye Wushuang swallowed the three Yuan Beast Blood Fruits one by one, yet his face remained deathly pale.
His eyes closed as he slowly circulated his own energy.
Muge walked over at this moment, noticing the odd expressions on the siblings’ faces, and couldn”t help but ask, “What’s going on？”
Xuan Tiandi glanced at his sister, then at Muge, and said, “Ye Wushuang is Ling Shengtian！”
”Maybe it’s reincarnation？ Or possession？ Anyway, he’s back！”
Hearing this, Muge looked slightly dazed, glancing at Ye Wushuang, then at Xuan Tianyi, momentarily at a loss for words.
”I knew it—how could he just die for no reason？” Xuan Qingyi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled. “I had my doubts before, but hearing him say this makes me even more certain！”
The three of them stood quietly by Ye Wushuang’s side, waiting.
Time passed bit by bit.
Ye Wushuang opened his eyes, exhaled, his pale face lacking much color.
”You’re awake… are you okay？” Xuan Qingyi asked.
Ye Wushuang slowly stood up and smiled. “The loss of qi and blood can’t be replenished in a short time—it’ll take a while.”
Looking at Xuan Tianyi, Xuan Qingyi, and Muge, Ye Wushuang smiled again. “It’s been years, and you’re all doing well. I’m happy.”
”You… you…” Xuan Tianyi chuckled. “Seems Yin Shenghao and the others knew long ago but kept it from us？ Didn’t trust us？”
”There are benefits to keeping my identity hidden. If you all knew, there’d be times you’d instinctively protect me, which would make the Lingjian Pavilion folks suspicious,” Ye Wushuang said seriously. “But now, there’s no need to hide anything anymore.”
Xuan Qingyi looked at Ye Wushuang and hurriedly asked, “What on earth… what on earth happened to you？”
”It’s a long story. Just think of it as me seeking a breakthrough, hence choosing to pass away, reincarnate, and retrace my steps from back then to pursue a higher state of being.”
The three of them nodded in unison.
Xuan Qingyi was just about to speak.
From the central peak of the seven towering mountains, a surge of overwhelming energy suddenly erupted.
Immediately after, one after another, greenish halos unfurled, spreading across dozens of miles in all directions.
Ye Wushuang looked up, his eyebrows raised in surprise.
”Oh no！”
Xuan Tianyi’s expression changed abruptly as he flashed forward at lightning speed.
Ye Wushuang, puzzled, asked, “What’s going on？”
”Let’s go check it out first！” Xuan Qingyi said, grabbing Ye Wushuang and soaring into the air.
Soon, the group arrived at the mountaintop.
The summit was vast, with a circular stone platform at its center.
At this moment, Xuan Tiansheng sat cross-legged in deep meditation on the platform, enveloped in layers of faint blood mist.
Around the stone platform, greenish halos radiated outward, permeating the surroundings.
”Something’s gone wrong！”
Xuan Qingyi’s voice trembled slightly as she said, “We discovered this place earlier, ventured deep inside, and found this altar here. The altar records a mysterious blood technique that can cleanse oneself, reshape bones, meridians, and flesh—no different from a marrow-cleansing and rebirth, a complete transformation. Though there are certain risks, Big Brother still wanted to try…”
”Big Brother has been stuck at the peak of the Star-Plucking Realm for many years. Now, with the ever-changing situation on the Tianyuan Continent, he also wants to advance further and step into the Saintly Heaven Realm.”
”But now… it seems he has failed…”
At the center of the stone platform.
Xuan Tiansheng’s body began to tremble, his expression shifting between dark and light, then his entire frame shook violently, the blood mist surrounding him rolling like waves.
”Hmm？”
Ye Wushuang’s gaze turned serious as he looked over.
Xuan Tiandi appeared at the edge of the platform. Seeing his elder brother in distress, he was about to step closer.
”Don’t go！”
Ye Wushuang shouted, “Don’t move!”
Xuan Tiandi’s feet froze in place, not daring to take another step.
Ye Wushuang continued, “This altar is problematic. You’ve been deceived. This isn’t some marrow-cleansing technique—it’s blood-drinking！”
”What？”
Xuan Tiandi and Xuan Qingyi’s faces instantly paled.
”Then what do we do now？” Muge asked urgently.
Ye Wushuang’s face turned pale, slightly panting, coughing a few times, as he carefully inspected around the stone platform.
The edges of the stone platform were densely engraved with talismanic inscriptions.
Ye Wushuang had never seen such talismans before, but all things in the world follow the same underlying principles.
Gradually, Ye Wushuang’s hands condensed streams of runes, pressing them against the edges of the stone platform.
Before long, from the center of the altar, a crimson thread extended toward Ye Wushuang’s palm.
The thread coiled around Ye Wushuang’s fingers, piercing them and immediately began devouring his blood.
”Sheng Tian…” Xuan Qingyi’s expression changed slightly.
”Don’t panic！”
Ye Wushuang looked at the three of them and said, “No matter what happens later, do not set foot on the stone platform, and don’t let anyone else come up. Otherwise, both Xuan Tiansheng and I will surely die—understand？”
