The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

"did you find it?"

The man in black frowned slightly, looking at the unconscious woman beside him, a hint of hesitation and hatred flashed in his deep pupils.

"Master, do you really want to save her? She is our lifelong enemy. If it weren't for her, how could so many of us... well..."

Before the man could finish his words, he was forcibly restrained by an extremely powerful yet somewhat strange force around the neck, and his entire body slowly rose into the air.

"explain."

The black-robed man panted, his pale face forced to turn blue, "Master, calm down. We are at Jiandao Mountain."

……

Kendo Mountain

"Huai Jin, what on earth is going on? We have all used our own heart blood to perform the soul-calling technique, but why hasn't my little sister's broken soul returned to its place yet?"

Jing Heng looked at the woman who was still unconscious on the bed in the inner room, his brows filled with distress. "As long as my sister's soul doesn't return to its place, she won't wake up."

Huai Jin was also heartbroken, but he was also confused.

The art of summoning souls using the blood of a loved one's heart was taught to him by the Mother Goddess, and it could not be wrong.

Since his younger sister fell into a coma for no apparent reason ten days ago, he and Jing Heng began to prepare to guide his younger sister's incomplete soul in advance, but they did not expect that they have not succeeded until today.

Apart from yesterday when they sensed the fluctuating aura of the split soul, there has been no further news.

If the soul lying unconscious on the bed was not indeed his younger sister, he would even doubt whether the person they found was their younger sister.

"No, no matter what luck or fate he has, Huai Jin, I will send a telepathic message to the Father and Mother Gods right now, begging them to show up."

"No!" Huai Jin grabbed Jing Heng's hand, "You can't be so flustered, calm down."

"You've forgotten that although Father and Mother Gods are ancient gods and transcend the laws of this world, they are ultimately no match for the power of rules. Instead, their power and aura will only worsen my karma. Otherwise, why would Father and Mother Gods leave me alone here? Let us come over first."

"This won't work, and that won't work either. So what do you think we should do?! It's a shame that we've learned divine and holy powers for so many years, but we can't even protect my little sister at the critical moment!"

Jing Heng was extremely angry. When he looked at the woman lying in the inner room, his handsome face was full of heartache and emotion.

Huai Jin's brows knitted slightly, and his cold and indifferent face suddenly showed something as if he was thinking about something. "Xuan Ming Grass."

Jing Heng was shocked. "Yes, the Xuanming Grass, the treasure of the Netherworld. The Xuanming Grass can reunite the three souls and seven spirits, and naturally it can also summon the lost souls. It's just that the Netherworld barrier has not yet opened, but your power and mine can open the barrier in advance."

"Well, without further ado, I will go to the Netherworld with you. For the sake of the Mother Goddess, the Xuan Clan and the Ming Clan will not dare to embarrass us."

"No, you stay here to protect my sister. I'll contact..."

"My two brothers."

A sudden voice interrupted their conversation.

"Have you found a way to save Wan'er?"

Fu Feng's eyes were slightly red, and he looked much more tired.

Looking at Fu Feng, who was also exhausted, Jing Heng saw that his expression was no longer the same as before, "Yeah."

"Really? Then I'll go with you."

Huai Jin pondered for a while, not knowing what he thought of. Finally, the three of them didn't know what they discussed. They only knew that Huai Jin and Jing Heng would go there in person, and Fu Feng would stay in Jiandao Mountain to take care of his younger sister.

Until he could no longer sense the breath of Huai Jin and Jing Heng, Fu Feng, who originally had a tired and dazed look in his eyes, gradually became clear, with a subtle dark color hidden in his eyes.

……

The rain was pouring down, and the 99,999 bluestone steps of Jiandao Mountain were washed away with a cold light. The fog was so thick that the way up the mountain could not be seen clearly.

At this time, the man who was soaked by the rain carefully protected the woman behind him, and all his divine power was protecting the woman's body.

Two dark red bloodstains meandered from Jiang Xu's knees, mixing with rainwater into mud and leaving long marks on the stone steps.

Behind him, Ye Wanqing's face was as pale as paper, and her soul gradually shattered and dissipated in her coma, turning into tiny dots of firefly blue that disappeared in the rain.

"Master..."

Jiang Xu held Ye Wanqing's hand tightly, and brought her fair and slender hand closer to his heart. The low cry from his throat was shattered by the thunder.

The black iron shoulder guards on his shoulders had been rusted brown by the rain. In the mist and rain, under the soaked clothes, the strange dark patterns on the back of his neck were gradually becoming more obvious as his divine power was lost.

The bloodstains on the stone steps grew thicker and thicker. Every time he moved an inch, his knees would grind against the sharp edges of the stones. The cold sweat on his forehead mixed with the rain flowed into his eyes, stinging his eye sockets and making them red.

The woman in his arms suddenly trembled, her eyelashes casting tiny shadows on her pale cheeks, and she whispered something, but it was not clear.

Jiang Xu's whole body trembled, and her movements froze in mid-air. Her voice was a little more empty than her usual cold tone, like a wisp of wind that could be blown away at any time.

But he heard it clearly.

A bitter smile arose, and my heart ached.

Master seemed to have dreamed of Di Siheng, and he really was in her heart.

It turns out that the scenes in the dream a few days ago were all real.

Under the mist of heavy rain, a dark airflow came from nowhere and disappeared straight into Jiang Xu's body, while a black mark between his eyebrows slowly appeared.

His knees slammed heavily against the stone steps, and sharp pain spread along his legs, but Jiang Xu was completely unaware. He just held the hand of the person behind him tightly, "Master, don't be afraid. I will find the Medicine Soul Grass and I will definitely save you."

The sealed memories in my mind came flooding back like a tide: the first meeting, the acquaintance, the familiarity, the apprenticeship, from the Cangkong Continent to the Tianling Realm, the life-saving graces time and time again, the friendship of life and death time and time again.

Jiang Xu's eyes were red, and there was clearly mist in them, but it seemed as if there was a heavy fog blocking them.

Ye Wanqing's soul was broken and needed to be nurtured by divine power at all times. If there was even a slight lack of divine power, the incomplete soul would disappear at any time. Jiang Xu didn't dare to gamble at all.

All his divine power and mermaid strength were channeled into nourishing her remnant soul, while his remaining willpower supported his heavy body. With every step he took, blood splattered beneath his knees, leaving a winding trail of blood on the bluestone.

"Master, do you still remember the first time we met, when I was being chased by a Spirit Fire Lion and mistook you for a beastmaster?"

The corners of Jiang Xu's lips gradually curled up, the bitterness in his expression remained, but there was a hint of smile.

He lowered his head to wipe the raindrops from the corners of her eyes. The blood with the smell of rust dripped down her chin onto her clothes. "That's when I knew you were no ordinary spiritual practitioner."

The body behind him was terribly light, and the face that used to be handsome and evil was now as pale as paper, with blood still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Rainwater mixed with blood dripped down his chin and hit Ye Wan's thin shoulders. He didn't dare to stop, and almost greedily absorbed the faint breath.

The cold and self-restrained look she had shown in the past when she stood in the clouds, the strictness with which she taught him spiritual practice, and the tenderness with which she always protected him, all turned into sharp blades at this moment, cutting his heart with pain.

"Master, I will definitely save you. You have to hold on. Even if you don't have me in your heart, it's okay. Master, can you give me a chance to stay by your side?"

Those who were watching all this secretly were filled with hatred.

"You're crazy! If you do anything, the Master and Miss Qing will definitely kill you!"

"It's the master and Qingli who have gone mad! They and the Destiny Dragon Girl are two completely different people. If I can make the master sober, I will sacrifice my life to protect tens of thousands of my people, so what?! If that happens, the master will definitely be possessed by the devil and turned evil!"

The masked man in black ignored the advice and sent a stream of evil spirit towards the man and woman.

Under the pouring rain, the sacred trees on the roadside fell down with a loud bang.

"Master!" Jiang Xu instinctively turned around and protected the person in his arms, and his back was injured by the spiritual tree.

The moment a sharp pain exploded from his tailbone, he saw Ye Wanqing's pale face washed almost transparent by the rain, and blood foam from the corners of her mouth mixed with the rain and meandered down.

"Master!" He rushed to her side using his hands and feet, and stroked the cold cheek with trembling fingertips.

The divine power condensed in the palm of her hand just touched her heart, but it dissipated like sand. Those glowing soul fragments suddenly escaped from her seven orifices, turning into fireflies-like light spots flying in the rain.

"Master!"

Jiang Xu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he frantically grabbed at the light spots floating in the air. He was completely unaware of the pain of being covered in blood.

"Come back! Come back!" He roared and stuffed the scattered fragments into her body, but the glimmer of light seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and disappeared faster and faster in the rain and fog.

"No--!" He finally broke down, his arms tightly wrapped around the body that was gradually becoming transparent, and his forehead rested against her cold forehead.

Unconsciously, a tear of blood fell on her bloodless lips, and was instantly washed away by the rain.

At the same time, the two who had just arrived in the underworld suddenly felt a pang of heart pain, and a picture flashed unconsciously in their minds.

They looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes. In just a moment, the two of them disappeared from the spot with trembling figures.

……

"Tell me, what would it take for you to be willing to exchange?"

Fu Feng looked down at the slightly embarrassed Jiang Xu below him and scoffed, "Why do you think I would give you the Medicine Soul Grass?"

"You can."

Jiang Xu's eyes lit up slightly, but his expression was full of determination.

"Heh~" Looking at the man in front of him, Fu Feng's deep eyes flashed with a hint of teasing and mockery, "Jiang Xu, others may not know your identity, but I do. If Wan'er knew your identity, do you think she would accept your Medicine Soul Grass?"

Jiang Xu's eyes flickered slightly, and although it was not visible on his face, his hands hidden under his sleeves were trembling slightly. Perhaps only he himself knew his nervousness, or in other words, his escape.

"I just want to save my master."

"Okay, in that case, I want you to kneel down and climb my Sword Dao Mountain. The 99,999 steps of bluestone here will be the testimony of your determination to save your master."