After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

When the Saint King heard this, his eyes, which were slightly purple, were filled with deep hatred.

"No hatred or resentment? It's only been twenty years since you killed my wife. Can you forget it completely?"

As he spoke, a long whip was swung in front of Bai Yinchen, as fast as wind and lightning, and there was no way to avoid it!

Bai Yinchen, however, did not move at all. The supreme spiritual power belonging to this white-haired immortal burst out with a dazzling halo.

In an instant, the long whip split into countless fibers in the air, becoming strands of broken threads and bursting into countless pieces.

The sky was filled with flying catkins, making the Saint King's fatal blow become a funny little trick.

Many demons and monsters chuckled slightly after witnessing the beginning of this century-long battle.

This Saint King couldn't even touch Bai Yinchen.

Not to mention avenging his wife, even getting the other party to admit that it happened is so difficult.

Only then did Bai Yinchen raise his proud face, his face as dark as water.

"If I remember correctly, your wife was killed by a poisonous insect when she was escorting Lan Hanxing to the southern border during a small war with the Immortal Alliance. Her body was purple and black."

The Saint's eyes were cold and tinged with tears, as if he could see his wife's death right before his eyes. It was the nightmare of his life.

"Do you still have the nerve to say that? If you hadn't killed all the demons, how could we, the Miao people, have let my wife die on the road?"

Bai Yinchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and a trace of compassion appeared in his cold eyes.

"Perhaps, you are right. It was me who indirectly harmed her, and it was also me who caused the cultivation world to suffer from unrest for three hundred years."

He suddenly turned his gaze to Lin Songyan, and in an instant, it seemed as if three hundred years of time were all spread out before his eyes.

He knew that this was not his Lin Songyan, but he still poured all his emotions into the young man's eyes.

The inner demon that Bai Yinchen couldn't suppress in his heart turned into white wind, surrounding him and blowing up a huge wall of wind that expanded outward!

"Sage Lord, I will give you an explanation, but before that, I still have a wish that has not been fulfilled."

Mo Cangming seemed to sense something and suddenly widened his eyes.

He tightly grasped Lin Songyan's hand, took a step forward, and stood in front of him.

"Bai Yinchen! You can go crazy as much as you want, but he is my Xiaoyan!"

But the wind wall swept over in an instant, breaking his dark magic breath restriction.

The battle between white and black takes place between heaven and earth.

The wind blew apart Mo Cangming's barriers, like shattering countless black crystals, making it impossible for anyone to open their eyes.

All the demons and monsters were blown down from the top of Qingluan Sect along the white wind wall that was like a river.

This is Bai Yinchen in his prime, the man closest to god in the entire cultivation world!

From afar, Bai Yinchen looked like a huge vortex like the sea, spreading outward and dispersing all invaders.

This forced Mo Cangming to hold Lin Songyan's hand and hold on to the cage where Fei Wu and Lian Lingyu were.

The wind was howling, and the Holy Lord, who was not far away, was actually trapped in Bai Yinchen's wind wall, becoming a trapped beast with red eyes.

“Brother!” Lian Lingyu suddenly spoke, his voice breaking. “Brother! Bai Yinchen’s inner demon has overdrawn his three souls. He wants…”

Mo Cangming interrupted Lian Lingyu, "Shut up!"

Lin Songyan must not be allowed to know this.

Bai Yinchen wants to fight to the death with them...

Didn’t you promise to give an explanation to the Holy Lord?

What unfulfilled wish did he have? It could only be Lin Songyan.

Holding Lian Lingyu and Fei Wu in one hand and Lin Songyan in the other, Mo Cangming would be completely overwhelmed if he had to take care of the Holy Lord as well.

But he still struggled to push against the wind wall and moved towards the Holy Lord!

He is now able to protect his family. He is no longer the weak monster who could only bar his teeth when he was five years old!

But, suddenly!

The white-haired immortal had unknowingly come to Lin Songyan's side.

He was spotless, and his eyes were firm and fiery, as if nothing in the world could stop him.

Amid the sounds of wind, shouting, and breaking, he easily peeled off Mo Cangming's hand, as if Lin Songyan had disappeared out of thin air.

But Mo Cangming had no way of finding him, and the wind wall that shackled the Saint Lord was shrinking and was about to close.

By then, he will never be able to find the Holy Lord again.

……

In an instant, the sound of wind in Lin Songyan's ears stopped, as if he had entered an uninhabited place, a different dimension.

But soon, the elegant lotus fragrance drifted into his nostrils, and a scene of lotus petals reflected in the water appeared in front of him.

The lotus leaves were swaying, and there was not a single fish in the still water.

"This is... the Demonic Lotus Pond? Mo Cangming! Mo..."

Lin Songyan saw Bai Yinchen, who was sitting by the pool, hugging his knees and looking at Lin Songyan who was at a loss.

His white hair fell into the lotus heart, causing the magic lotus to open its sharp teeth and bite his hair fiercely.

However, Bai Yinchen reached out and picked the flower, then smiled gently at Lin Songyan.

"Xiaoyan, don't be afraid. This is the realm of Master's inner demon."

Lin Songyan was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Bai Yinchen with pity in his fox eyes.

"What? Grandmaster, your inner demon scene is so realistic. Could it be that..."

Bai Yinchen scooped up a handful of water and poured some water into the magic lotus in his hand.

It was another gentle and dignified smile, which made Lin Songyan feel at ease. The master would not hurt him.

"Yes, Xiaoyan, when my inner demon meets reality, that will be my death. To be honest, I feel a little sorry for Saint Monarch. I will die before I can pay for his wife's life."

Lin Songyan's eyes were a little red, and the tip of his nose was a little wet with late autumn dew.

"Master, I don't want you to die. We still have the Demonic Pan... We still have the Demonic Pan. Mo Cangming will be willing to save your life."

Bai Yinchen shook his head and did not answer.

They all knew that the inner demon had already connected with reality, and Bai Yinchen's three souls were about to merge into it. How could the Magic Pan cure it?

That thing can only cure physical illnesses and has the effect of prolonging life.

unless……

Unless Bai Yinchen and Lin Songyan practice together, the soul can be gradually restored.

However, he was not willing to speculate about his master with such malicious intent.

Bai Yinchen waved at him, "Xiaoyan, come here."

Lin Songyan was a little timid. He bit his pink lower lip and did not dare to take a step forward.

Bai Yinchen smiled calmly and did not force it.

He twisted the thorny flower stalk with a sense of loss, and lowered his eyes to look at the sharp teeth in the core of the magic lotus.

"Do you know that Saint Lord is just like me, blaming others for the death of his partner?"

"In fact, his wife died of poison because he did not control the dosage of the poison properly. My Taoist partner passed away because I did not take good care of him."

Lin Songyan nodded. How could he not understand?

Who could bear such a blow? The death of a loved one in one's own hands, caused by one's own fault?

"But, it was an accident, right? Who can guarantee that they can take 100% responsibility for another person's life? Master, you should let it go."

Bai Yinchen rubbed the flower stalk with his hand, and the magic lotus flew away.

The magic lotus floated slowly and with almost incredible precision, landing in the palm of Lin Songyan's hand.

He held the beautiful evil flower in his hand, and his unique face was illuminated by the blue light, looking cold and outstanding.

Bai Yinchen's phoenix eyes gradually became dim, revealing a chilling coldness.

"Xiaoyan, I can't let go anymore."

"Of course, I don't want you to die here with me, but you swallowed his lotus. Even if I want to be buried in the magic lotus pond, I can't find any trace of him."

"How about you leave one of your soul behind so that he and I can become a twin lotus?"

"Mo Cangming wants your three souls and six spirits, but I only ask for one spirit. Is this considered greedy?"