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The power of rules is above the power of the Heavenly Dao. For example, the storm that Ye Wanqing encountered in the Abyss Sea, which was generated by nature itself, implicitly contained the rules of this world.

The rules of the world cannot be broken.

No one can break through the power of the rules.

However, the power of rules does not appear randomly, especially when the surrounding area is filled with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

unless……

Ye Wanqing looked at Di Siheng, who was protecting her, with a complicated expression in her eyes.

Unless he had already broken through the highest spiritual cultivation restrictions of the Three Realms and had been forcibly suppressing and concealing them with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

No wonder there is so much power of the Heavenly Dao here, heavenly fire, thunder, and ice.

No wonder the Three Realms Domain's restriction barrier remained intact and undamaged even without him or Su Shaohuai.

Di Siheng... did it for me.

I have taken on my destiny and responsibility, and also everything behind it.

At this moment, the power of rules descended suddenly. It had no specific form, but it carried an undeniable order. Wherever it passed, the air condensed into lead blocks, and the cool light was distorted into eerie arcs, as if it wanted to redefine, crush, and reassemble everything in the world.

Ye Wanqing felt a cold hand grip her heart, and her strength instantly froze.

The power of natural laws she encountered in the Abyss Sea was far less formidable than the powerful laws before her.

Faced with the power of the rules, her once-proud divine power was like dust. Apart from gathering the five elements, she had no way to resist it. But right now, she was still missing the earth element.

Even if it's just a difference of one spirit, it's still a world apart.

Intricate array patterns condensed in Di Siheng's palm. These patterns, formed by magical power, subtly resonated with the power of rules flowing through the cracks in the sky, creating a kind of antagonistic effect.

The subtle yet powerful force of the rules pierced through the magic barrier and landed on the back of Di Siheng's hand, instantly burning fine bloodstains on his fair skin. However, he didn't even twitch his brow; he simply made his magic power even more abundant.

Ye Wanqing's brow twitched, and the spiritual power of the four directions within her body spun to resist the immense power of the rules. However, the light trembled slightly due to the turmoil in her heart. She then flew to Di Siheng's side, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Di Siheng, ascend to the higher realms." Her voice trembled uncontrollably, her gaze fixed on the bleeding wound on his arm, the drops of blood seeming to fall on her heart.

Don't force yourself to stay here for my sake.

She knew all too well what he was enduring at that moment. In order to take on the mission that should have been borne by her, he transformed into his original form and did not hesitate to bind himself with ten cold iron chains, hiding under the power of the three Heavenly Daos to protect the barrier of the Three Realms.

He could have turned and left, heading to a higher and farther world, but he chose to stay in this small place, using his own flesh and blood to shield her from the mission that was originally hers.

Di Siheng did not respond, but silently increased the magic array patterns on his hands, but the pressure of the earth's rules above the sky became heavier and heavier.

"Well--"

Suddenly, a force of law transformed into a sharp blade and unexpectedly pierced through Di Siheng's shoulder blade, yet Ye Wanqing still heard his muffled groan, which he was trying to suppress.

"Di Siheng!"

Ye Wanqing called out to him in a trembling voice, barely able to contain herself. Just as she was about to unleash all the power in her body to its fullest extent, a warm white light suddenly emanated from the surroundings.

A familiar aura, etched into the very marrow of the body, spread out, instantly overshadowing the surrounding bloodshed and violence, and calming the turbulent chaos in the air.

It was like the fragrance of a mountain spring mixed with the faint scent of pine needles, like the ink smell of books by candlelight late at night, and like the warm breeze that had personally taught her cultivation, alchemy, weapon crafting, and formations day and night.

Ye Wanqing's heart trembled, and her eyes, which were like deep, cold pools, suddenly turned a few shades of crimson.

A figure slowly solidified in the white light, wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe that trailed on the ground. With white hair and a youthful face, her brows held a gentle understanding of the world, just as she had depicted in her dreams countless times.

"Master..."

She cried out in a tremor, her mind reeling, her body frozen in place, the lingering crimson in her eyes still bearing traces of her earlier panic and heartache.

In the aftermath of the battle that destroyed the palace, she cried out and questioned the illusory figure in her dreams in countless midnight dreams. But the person in front of her had warmth and breath; he was a real and tangible being.

"Master!"

Dao Tian, ​​also known as the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms, transformed into human form, stood in mid-air, and silently nodded to Ye Wanqing. With a wave of his hand, the three powers belonging to the Heavenly Dao were raised to their limit.

Ice shatters the blade, heavenly fire burns, and thunder roars.

Endless magic swirled and rose in the storm vortex, forming a gigantic nine-tailed fox. Its nine tails coiled around the giant pillar, its oppressive aura undiminished.

Even so, the powerful force of the rules still resisted it, showing no sign of falling behind.

Ye Wanqing sensed something, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she flipped her right hand, condensing the feathers into tens of thousands of phoenix feathers in her hand. As she murmured softly, blood dripped from her fingertips, and the tens of thousands of phoenix feathers transformed into a huge dragon.

With a deafening roar, the original power of the rules instantly pierced through the opposing forces.

Seeing that the power of the rules finally subsided due to Ye Wanqing's exertion, Daotian's expression showed no joy. His usually indifferent and desireless eyes held a hint of sorrow.

It seems that even Di Siheng, who has a karmic connection with Wan'er, cannot break this rule.

Ye Wanqing's expression froze for a moment when she saw the suddenly appearing cloud, until a familiar voice came and she came back to her senses.

"Wan'er."

"Master..." Ye Wanqing's steps were unsteady as she knelt down, her eyes gradually reddening. "Master, my uncle and my junior brother..."

Before Ye Wanqing could finish speaking, Daotian simply waved his hand, his expression carrying a hint of unfathomable mystery.

“As your teacher knows, Wan’er, the best course of action now is to find the Earth Spirit as soon as possible. However, the Three Realms are vast, and the Earth Spirit is the earliest to be formed. It is also subject to the laws of nature and may have already changed its form. Even I cannot find its whereabouts.”

Seemingly sensing Ye Wanqing's dazed and helpless state, Daotian patted her shoulder as he had when they were children and helped her up. "The Five Spirits are all based on you, and only you can find them."

Looking at Dao Tian, ​​who was exactly the same as before, Ye Wanqing wanted to shout at the top of her lungs and ask her master.

She came here from another realm, the temple was destroyed, her soul merged with the fragments of the Azure Sky Continent, the Azure Sky Continent perished, and then she returned to the Heavenly Spirit Realm. One by one, the pain she could not bear but was forced to bear, was it all planned by her master?

Looking at the same kind and gentle expression before her, Ye Wanqing could only say one thing out of a thousand words: "Yes, Master."

Dao Tian turned to look at Di Siheng, his eyes seeming to remind him, and spoke through divine sense, a communication only the two of them could hear.

"Only five days."