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The smoke of battle dissipated and the Kunlun Mountains returned to tranquility. A faint smell of blood still lingered in the air, reminding people that a thrilling battle had taken place here.

Xue Tianhan, Xiao Qi, and the others stood atop the mountain, overlooking the defeated coalition forces at the foot of the mountain. A surge of lofty sentiment and ambition welled up in their hearts. They knew that despite the extraordinary difficulty of this battle, with unwavering will and fearless courage, they had once again successfully defended Kunlun Mountain and protected the peace of this land.

Xue Tianhan's gaze fell on Xiao Qi, and the admiration in his eyes was as bright as stars, shining brightly.

The girl who was once green and naive and knew nothing about the world has now transformed into a strong, resolute and independent person under the tempering of time. Her every step of growth and every progress is witnessed by everyone.

"Xiao Qi, thank you for your hard work over the years." Xue Tianhan walked forward slowly, his steps softly, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility.

He stretched out his hand, and gently combed Xiao Qi's messy hair with his slender fingers. The movement was gentle and affectionate, and his voice was low and mellow, like the warmest breeze in spring, which could dispel the haze in one's heart.

When Xiaoqi heard this, her eyes instantly turned red. It was an instant release of the grievances, hardships and longings she had accumulated over the years.

She moved her body and threw herself into Xue Tianhan's arms like a tired bird returning to its nest, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, as if she wanted to use all her strength to integrate herself into his life, never to be separated from him again.

"Tianhan, in the days when you were away, every battle was like a purgatory for me. The endless hardship, like a surging tide, overwhelmed me time and time again.

But whenever I think of you and the promise we made to stay together forever, it's as if a ray of light penetrates the darkness, giving me endless strength and supporting me through those long and difficult days and nights."

Xiao Qi's voice trembled slightly, with a hint of sob. It was an expression of emotion and a confession of the soul's deep attachment to the person in front of him.

Xue Tianhan's body stiffened slightly, obviously deeply touched by Xiao Qi's words.

After a moment, he slowly stretched out his arms and hugged Xiao Qi tightly back. The hug was firm and powerful, as if he wanted to use his arms to build an eternal fortress for her to protect her from all the storms in the world.

He lowered his head slightly, resting his chin gently on Xiao Qi's head, and whispered softly: "For the rest of my life, I will never let you face danger alone again. No matter how fierce the storm, I will be by your side, never leaving you, and relying on you through life and death."

Xiao Qi rubbed gently in his arms, like a kitten seeking comfort.

Then, she raised her head, tears sparkling in her eyes, as bright as stars, yet filled with happiness and determination: "Well, we once promised to walk through this world together, year after year, and protect each other. This promise is as heavy as Mount Tai, and we will never forget it."

At this time, the breeze from the mountains blew by, gently lifting the corners of their clothes, like the most gentle elf in the world, humming softly for the deep affection of the lovers.

They embraced each other quietly on the top of the mountain. In the tranquility after the war, their hearts were closely connected, and their souls seemed to merge and merge, forming a never-fading beautiful painting on the Kunlun Mountains, eternal and moving.

Senior Sister Huang Yan and Junior Brother Ling Feng's clones witnessed this scene and smiled at each other, their smiles full of understanding and blessings.

They turned around in tacit understanding and left quietly, leaving this piece of world to the couple who embraced each other affectionately, allowing them to indulge in this hard-earned gentle time in this moment of tranquility and enjoy the long-lost warmth and sweetness.

In the distance, the coalition forces of Tianfeng Pavilion and Yellow Turban Religion were fleeing from the Kunlun Mountains in a panic after suffering a crushing defeat.

Their eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare. Their panic-stricken appearance showed how miserable they were.

Feng Yi and Zhang Jiao slumped to the ground, their faces pale as paper. They stared at their empty palms, where their proud, incomplete immortal artifact had once been, now reduced to nothing. Rage and resentment burned fiercely within them, threatening to reduce the world to ash.

"Xue Tianhan, Xiaoqi, just wait and see. I, Feng Yi, swear I will not be a human being if I don't avenge today's revenge!" Feng Yi gritted his teeth and squeezed out these vicious words from between his teeth, his eyes full of resentment and hatred.

Zhang Jue's expression was also gloomy. He nodded slowly, thinking to himself: This defeat is only a temporary setback. As long as he can find a more powerful force or recruit more forces for support, he will be able to recapture the Qiyun Mountain and River Map when he makes a comeback.

On the other side of the Kunlun Mountains, Xiaoqi, Xue Tianhan and others had already been busy.

They led the monks and soldiers of Kunlun Mountain to work together to repair the buildings and facilities destroyed by the war. At the same time, they took precautions and continuously strengthened the defensive fortifications of Kunlun Mountain to prevent the coalition forces from attacking again and nip the danger in the bud.

Xiao Qi held the complete immortal sword given by the spirit of Wangchuan in his hand. The sword shone with a cool light in the sunlight.

Her heart was filled with gratitude and awe, knowing that this sword not only contained the powerful force to destroy the world, but also carried the earnest expectations and deep trust of the spirit of Wangchuan.

She secretly vowed to bring the power of the sword to its fullest, to protect every inch of Kunlun Mountain, and to prevent anyone with ill intentions from getting involved in this sacred area.

Xue Tianhan silently stayed by Xiao Qi's side, demonstrating his deep affection and commitment to her through his actions. Whether in fierce battles or arduous reconstruction work, he was always by Xiao Qi's side, like her strongest support, protecting her from wind and rain and relieving her worries and difficulties.

As time goes by, Kunlun Mountain has gradually regained its former vitality and vigor, and the desolate and dilapidated scene has been replaced by prosperity and tranquility.

During the days they were together, Xiao Qi confided many secrets of the past to Xue Tianhan.

Xiaoqi slowly raised her head, the warm sunlight gently sprinkled on her face, and the traces of tears that had not yet dried sparkled with crystal light in the sunlight, as if they were a testimony to the hardships and difficulties she had experienced in the past two hundred years.

She gently opened her red lips, her voice filled with deep fatigue and the vicissitudes of life, and slowly said: "Tianhan, these two hundred years for me have been a process of struggling to survive in endless longing and painful struggle.

I remember when I first arrived here, my spiritual power completely disappeared. I felt powerless as if all my strength had been drained away, like being suddenly thrown into an endless dark abyss. There was deathly silence all around, and despair surged like a tide, almost suffocating me.

Fortunately, I relied on the mysterious art of Zhouyi to find a glimmer of hope in this predicament, and my spiritual power was replenished."

Xiao Qi paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued, "After that, I began my journey of searching for opportunities. The difficulties and obstacles I encountered during this time were as numerous as mountains blocking my way.

But with the indomitable will in my heart, I hovered on the brink of life and death time and time again, but I stubbornly stood up again and again, and finally recovered my state of mind and was able to join the Kunlun Sect.

I originally thought that things would be smoother from now on, but the path of cultivation is like a narrow path covered with thorns, full of twists and turns and overgrown with thorns.

When my cultivation stagnated at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Stage, confusion and anxiety, like two tightly entwined venomous snakes, constantly eroded my heart, nearly devouring me completely. However, how could I be the kind of person who would easily bow to fate and give up?

A hint of determination flashed in Xiao Qi's eyes, revealing his past courage and wisdom: "In that difficult situation, I suddenly had an idea and thought of a bold and risky method - using a clone to replace me to deceive the world, and at the same time cleverly using the art of Zhouyi to cover up the secret.

It was thanks to this ingenious strategy that my cultivation was able to continue to slowly improve, and at one point I even managed to catch up with Feng Yi, who had arrived here a hundred years earlier than me and was once out of reach. "

Xue Tianhan listened quietly, his hands unconsciously clenched, as if wanting to bear all the pain Xiao Qi had endured. It turned out that Xiao Qi had also lost all his spiritual power like him at that time, but relied on his own wisdom and courage to walk step by step to where he is today.

Mentioning Feng Yi, Xiao Qi's eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity: "Tianhan, the current Feng Yi is no longer herself. I used the Zhouyi technique to carefully calculate and found that she has been possessed by an old monster."

That old monster has a deep aura and strange behavior. Compared with the Feng Yi of the past, he is completely different. "

Xue Tianhan was shocked when he heard these words. All the details of his past interactions with Feng Yi came to his mind. No wonder he always felt that her words and actions were weird. Now that he thought about it, many of the anomalies had reasonable explanations.

Xiao Qi's breathing trembled slightly, and the worry in his eyes deepened. "Feng Yi's matter is just the tip of the iceberg. I heard that the Qiyun Mountain and River Map is not an ordinary magic weapon, but a key item that affects the rise and fall of countless forces."

"Besides the Tianfeng Pavilion and the Yellow Turban Sect, there are also many hidden masters and sects who are secretly watching and ready to make a move. Although we have repelled the coalition forces this time, the road ahead will surely be full of thorns and difficulties, far beyond imagination."

Xue Tianhan gently stroked Xiao Qi's hair, his eyes as firm as a torch: "Xiao Qi, don't be afraid. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, I will fight side by side with you and face them together."

The suffering you endured in the past will never happen again in the future. I will protect you and ensure that you never suffer any injustice again."

Xiao Qi snuggled in Xue Tianhan's arms and nodded gently. The fear and anxiety in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by determination and courage. "With you here, I have the courage to move forward fearlessly. However, we must be more cautious in our actions from now on. We must not let Kunlun Mountain fall into an irretrievable situation."

The afterglow of the setting sun casts a golden outline for the two people hugging each other, as if all the troubles in the world are isolated by the warm light. Only each other's affection and companionship are the most real and precious existence at this moment.

They know that the challenges ahead are like towering mountains, steep and long, but as long as they are united in mind and move forward hand in hand, nothing can stop them from moving forward.