ah? The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

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The fog cave lit up with golden light one after another. Emperor Xuan was still fending off Emperor Ying Cang's attack. Because he had lost contact with Bai Yujing, he had to turn to directly absorb the spiritual power in the fog cave.

But the more he absorbed, the more Emperor Xuan felt something was wrong.

Feeling upset and full of distracting thoughts, Emperor Xuan found that his movements were beginning to slow down.

"No, that's not right. My formation, my formation has been tampered with! Imperial Master! Where's the Imperial Master?!"

Du Xinghe flew up with his sword to the level of Emperor Xuan's blood-red eyes and said coldly, "He and the entire Samsara Court were thrown down by your ascended Xuandu."

The headquarters of the Samsara Academy was an underground palace attached to the imperial palace. After Xuan Du ascended, the headquarters of the Samsara Academy was shaken down in mid-air by the aftermath of the battle and fell into the deep sea.

As for what happened to those alchemy minions, you should go and ask the Sea Lord if he has eaten.

Du Xinghe was surrounded by a faint flickering dragon aura. She restrained her sword intent, calmed her mind, and clenched the jade pendant in her hand.

She is listening.

The voices of all the people in the world, and the voice of Emperor Xuan.

Yes, there are countless voices in Emperor Xuan's body. They are the resentment of the monks he devoured, and the cries of the common people who are like weeds crushed by the wheels of imperial power.

A strange bubble suddenly bulged out from Emperor Xuan's face.

"What is this—"

This strange bubble squeezed out its facial features and turned into a face of fear:

"Prince, Prince, save me! I didn't mean to do that. I didn't want to win against you! Don't kill me! Don't—you are a bully who takes advantage of your power. What else do you have besides your status? I curse you! I curse you to die a miserable death!"

Bubbles like these began to emerge from Emperor Xuan's body one after another. The bubbles transformed into faces, and when they opened their mouths, they burst into hatred:

"I just wanted to reclaim a few more acres of wasteland to save enough money for my daughter's education. Why, after I finished reclaiming the wasteland, the nobleman said I was occupying his land..."

"I taught you swordsmanship, practiced with you, listened to you talk about your pain, and I thought I was your confidant! Why kill me! Why kill me!"

"My son, I want to see my son. Don't arrest him to make elixirs. No!"

Emperor Xuan was almost driven mad by these sounds.

He screamed and covered his ears, but the sound came from his heart, blood and every bone.

Amidst the noisy sounds, Du Xinghe swung his sword and, guided by the thousands of voices, stabbed it straight towards the glowing spot on Emperor Xuan's body.

When Du Xinghe stabbed the tip of the sword into his dantian, Emperor Xuan was still arguing with those voices, trying to drown out the wronged souls who were seeking his life.

"You, you can hear it too!"

Emperor Xuan's panting sounded like a broken bellows. His drooping eyelids almost covered his red eyes, and his voice had changed its tone:

"Why, why didn't you go crazy? Why did you hear it but still act normally?!"

Du Xinghe thrust his sword a few inches further inward and replied coldly:

"Because I understand what they're saying, and you just want them to shut up."

"A piece of trash like you is not even worthy of being a human being, let alone an emperor."

The Xuan Emperor's dantian collapsed inward, and the power he had sought to seize began to flee. His skin began to rot and fall off. This termite that had parasitized the world of immortal cultivation for a century was finally dying.

Du Xinghe slowly landed on the ground.

"Master! Master! The fog cave is beginning to disappear, and I see a beautiful glow in the sky! And—what is that? Something is flying over—"

The exclamations of the Immortal Alliance echoed through Shujiuqing's communication: "It's the Four Spirits! It's a divine beast!"

The golden destiny of the country rushed towards Du Xinghe layer by layer, and an unprecedented enlightenment flashed in Du Xinghe's heart.

The four mythical beasts came from the four corners of the sky to commemorate the end of a dynasty and to witness the beginning of a new era.

Du Xinghe's mind was turning, and she found that she could hear the voice of anyone in the world effortlessly. Her power connected with rivers, lakes and seas, and just a thought could cause mountains to collapse and waves to surge.

But she didn't want to do that.

Emperor Xuan is dead, and she inherited the mandate of heaven. The divine weapon was replaced, and she naturally became the master of the new dynasty.

Her cultivation level also reached the great perfection of the fusion stage the moment she heard the voices of the people.

Du Xinghe listened quietly to the sounds of the whole world. Emperor Ying Cang gently called out to her side: "Xinghe."

She opened her eyes and looked at the hesitant Ying Cangdi: "Hmm."

"What are you going to do next?"

Emperor Ying Cang wanted to ask more than that, but this was the only sentence he could organize to say.

According to convention, Du Xinghe can directly establish her own dynasty on the ruins of the Xuan Dynasty. She will become the new emperor, using herself as the foundation to connect the dragon veins of the entire continent.

So, then, then, um, the choice of queen...

He used to be an emperor, and his mother used to be an empress, so he has some experience with the position of empress. So, can she...let him be the empress?

Emperor Ying Cang tried to hold it in for a long time but couldn't say anything.

This is really a bit difficult for people with social anxiety.

Du Xinghe looked at the fiery red dome filled with rosy clouds and did not speak for a moment.

"Galaxy!"

Emperor Ying Cang frowned and looked over. In the palace that was already mostly destroyed, a young man was eagerly climbing over. It was Ji Wuhuo, who had protected Ji Suhua and left at the beginning of the assassination.

The fox-like handsome young master of the Ji family had his hair a little messy at this time. He hurried to Du Xinghe, looked her up and down worriedly, and after confirming that she was fine, he showed a smile of relief.

"Are they all okay?" Du Xinghe asked.

"Father is currently taking inventory of the damage in Xuandu. Auntie has returned home safely." Ji Wuhuo said, "Are you...are you okay?"

Du Xinghe blinked and said, "I'm fine, of course I'm fine."

Emperor Ying Cang quickly asked, "Then, do you want to rest for a while? I can take you back to the underground palace..."

"No, no need to rest." Du Xinghe said, "I'm leaving."

She gripped the hilt of the sword, her feet slightly floating, and the glow in the sky began to fade.

Thunder began to rumble faintly.

Ji Wuhuo's heart tightened, and he immediately asked, "Where are you going?"

"Ascension."

Du Xinghe smiled slightly. "Of course, I want to go and see the new world I've been dreaming of. As a cultivator, isn't the ultimate goal of cultivation to ascend to heaven? Don't you want to see what a truly free world is like, and what the wider world looks like?"

Emperor Ying Cang let out an "Ah!" He looked down at his hands and said in bewilderment, "I, seem to have touched that door as well."

Just now, during the battle with Emperor Xuan, he heard everything Du Xinghe said from beginning to end. Under the impact of his mind, the emotional tribulation that had shackled him for thousands of years was finally broken.

What is love?

It is nothing more than taking the hearts of millions of people as the basis for one's own heart.

From Du Xinghe, he tasted all the passionate emotions that a human being should have. From the emotions he felt in one person, in the end, these emotions were fed back to all living things. The cycle of nature is the proof of the truth.

Du Xinghe extended his hand to Ji Wuhuo and asked softly, "Do you want to come too?"

Ji Wuhuo held her hand without hesitation, interlocking their fingers: "No matter where you take me, I will definitely follow you."

In the sky, thunder clouds containing infinite power have accumulated. Four divine beasts are guarding a corner of the sky, ready to witness the two most legendary cultivators in this world ascend to the upper realm and shatter the void.

What is Baiyujing like?

Where is the real origin of Du Xinghe and the world to which the system belongs?

She held Ji Wuhuo and Ying Cangdi's hands and closed her eyes calmly.

As long as there is a road ahead, Du Xinghe will keep going.

Fearless and unafraid, this is her consistent way.

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