"Hey……"

A sigh filled with endless regret finally came from the thick darkness, breaking the dead silence.

"Back then, my husband achieved the status of Immortal Emperor before me, but he chose the path of carrying destiny. Later, like you, he chose reincarnation to cultivate the Yin-Yang Dao. However, he was both fortunate and unfortunate. During his reincarnation, he found the legendary world seed, but died in his final life."

You Huan's voice, tinged with an unconcealable bitterness, slowly flowed through the void. "I had no other recourse but to use my own Prisoner's Path to forcibly merge his remaining Path essence and a wisp of his soul into that world seed. In the years that followed, I aimlessly searched throughout the heavens and myriad realms, searching for someone who also practiced the Yin-Yang Path. It wasn't until a long, long time later that I finally found you."

"At first, I wanted to quietly influence your reincarnation trajectory, but I was watched intently by a deity, preventing me from making a single move. I had no choice but to secretly watch you until your final life ended in that small world. Only then, at a huge cost, was I able to bypass the watchful eye of that deity, who was already beginning to lose his strength, and deliver the World Seed to that world."

"Your feelings are quite deep. If you hadn't regarded me as a vessel to revive him, perhaps it would have been more touching." Lin Chuan spoke expressionlessly, without a trace of emotion in his tone.

"It's come to this. There's no point in saying more." The last trace of melancholy faded from You Huan's voice, leaving only a cold determination. "You only have two choices: either offer your Dao to the World Tree and obediently become my husband's vessel, or be trapped here and sit there for over ten thousand years, until you completely obliterate my Dao."

"But I must tell you in advance: a hundred years from now, everyone from my world will come out in droves and flatten the world you once inhabited. By then, no one, whether you care about them or not, will survive."

"So there's still a hundred years left."

Lin Chuan slowly let out a long sigh. There was no panic in his tone, but rather a hint of unexpected calmness.

"What do you want to do?"

Youhuan seemed to have guessed what was going to happen, and his voice unconsciously carried a hint of panic.

"of course……"

Lin Chuan suddenly activated the Yin-Yang Emperor Seal in his body, and with tremendous power, he fiercely suppressed the World Tree in his body.

At the same time, all the sword energy that he had previously intended to keep as a backup was activated, transforming into thousands of sharp edges, all slashing towards the World Tree.

"How dare you!"

You Huan was anxious and furious, and shouted sternly, "Stop! If you destroy the World Tree in your body, your own foundation will inevitably be damaged, and you will die in my hands in the end! All the people in your world will be buried with you! Only if you obediently become the vessel of my husband can the people in that world survive!"

However, what responded to her was Lin Chuan's "Puff" sound, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his aura became extremely weak.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Youhuan's figure suddenly appeared in the dead starry sky, his eyes fell on Lin Chuan coldly, his tone full of suppressed anger.

"Luckily, I've always been careful with this tree, and it hasn't taken root too deeply in my body. Otherwise, if I tried to eradicate it, I would definitely lose my realm."

Just as Lin Chuan was thinking to himself, You Huan rushed towards him with the power of his own avenue.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan immediately unfolded the Yin-Yang Avenue, but compared to the power of Youhuan's Avenue, it was obviously much weaker.

For a moment, there was no trace of any secret techniques in the battle between the two Immortal Emperors, only two forces of the great way constantly colliding in the dead and silent starry sky.

"You're lucky that you didn't fall back into a lower realm."

Youhuan's Avenue of Prison tightly bound Linchuan's Avenue of Yin and Yang, but the next second, the Avenue of Yin and Yang wrapped around it back, and in another moment, the Avenue of Prison exerted force again and wrapped it up again.

The two's paths were tugged at each other repeatedly in the dead and silent starry sky, inseparable.

"If Fellow Daoist Youhuan lets me go, I will return the World Tree to you. Maybe your husband still has a chance." Lin Chuan's face was pale and his voice was a little weak.

"dream."

You Huan sneered, her tone filled with unquestionable determination: "I have waited so long to find a suitable vessel like you. Without your nourishment, the World Tree will soon wither and die, and my husband will disappear completely with it. I can't wait for the next person to cultivate the Yin-Yang Dao."

"Actually, when I was pulling out the World Tree just now, I didn't feel the residual soul of your husband." Lin Chuan sighed softly.

You Huan's offensive suddenly stagnated. The next second, her expression suddenly turned frantic, and she screamed fiercely, "I'll make you pay for my husband's life!"

"I need to negotiate with you. I could never have killed the remaining soul of your husband." Lin Chuan frowned slightly.

However, You Huan simply couldn't listen. There was only crazy murderous intent in his eyes, and his attack was even more fierce than before.

"In this case, we can only fight for our lives."

Lin Chuan took a deep breath, and a Tai Chi diagram suddenly unfolded from under his feet, enveloping him and Youhuan in a black and white halo respectively.

……

Qingluan Continent, the holy land of all living beings.

Time flies. Twenty years have passed since the gray mist dissipated.

During this period, Qingshu and Xu Hanyi's realms reached the Immortal King realm, Ran, Jiang Wanying, Baizhi, and Liyue's realms reached the Immortal Spirit realm, and the rest of the people, except Ye Xiaoxiao, all entered the Immortal Realm.

Jiang Wanying's residence.

"Master, you said the gray mist has been resolved, why hasn't Ah Chuan returned yet?"

Jiang Wanying looked up at the sky, with a barely perceptible sense of melancholy in her voice.

"Xiaoxiao has been in seclusion today, preparing to ascend to the immortal realm. It won't be long before we can go to the immortal realm together to find Chuan'er. Ying'er, don't worry too much."

Xu Hanyi raised his hand and gently rubbed Jiang Wanying's head.

"Don't worry, Xiao Wanying. You know what that guy is capable of. The Immortal Realm is so vast, he might have gotten lost in some major sect's Saint Maiden Hall!"

Li Yue said with some dissatisfaction, but deep in her eyes there was a trace of worry that was difficult to conceal.

"Oh, I hope that when we go to the fairyland, we can help Chuan'er instead of hindering him." Xu Hanyi sighed softly.

"I accept being a drag. At worst, I'll die beside him. That's better than disappearing without a trace." Li Yue curled her lips, suppressing the sourness in her nose.

……

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