System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Upon hearing this, everyone was startled, and their gazes turned in the direction from which the voice came. The surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly from the sudden words, and the spiritual energy around seemed to freeze for a moment.

Among them were Chen Xuan, Wang Kaixuan, Ziyu, and two others.

Isn't that exactly what it means to sever the heart?

She was dressed in white, her face as beautiful as a painting, and her aura as cold and aloof as frost. She seemed like a goddess descended from the heavens. A gentle breeze blew by, making her clothes flutter and lowering the temperature around her.

At this moment, Zhan Xin's eyes shone like stars as he looked directly at the three Nascent Soul Daoists, frankly admitting without any hesitation: "Those cultivators were indeed killed by me. As for the reason, they first insulted my reputation and my sect, and then they joined forces to try to seize the treasure I had my eye on. I had no choice but to kill them in return."

After saying that, Zhan Xin turned his gaze to Chen Xuan again, his expression still calm and without the slightest ripple: "After that battle, I was almost exhausted, like a lamp running out of oil, and I almost lost my life."

Upon hearing this, the dozens of cultivators and three Nascent Soul Daoists around them all looked at Chen Xuan, who was being stared at by the Heart-Slaying Gaze, in surprise.

"It was he who used up a bottle of holy healing medicine to help me recover from my injuries. At that time, due to the fierce battle, I had almost exhausted all the treasures I had. Knowing that he was skilled in weapon crafting, I gave him all the divine ore source stones from the people I had killed to repay this kindness."

This statement, from the cause to the course of events, although not detailing exactly why the action was taken, is close to the truth in terms of the outcome, yet slightly deviates from it. However, it is sufficient to convey the connection between hatred and cause and effect.

Looking at Zhanxin's resolute expression, Chen Xuan instantly understood her intention in saying those words—she wanted to clear his name!

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yi, Si Yun, and Hei Xuan, the three Nascent Soul Daoists, couldn't help but sigh and shake their heads. The surrounding spiritual energy vortex rippled slightly, as if it too was lamenting the turmoil.

"We should have realized this was the reason, otherwise, how could so many people have died in this assessment?"

“It’s common for personal grudges to lead to fights over treasures in the wild.” Si Yun seemed to admire Zhan Xin quite a bit. With a wave of her hand, she put away the massive amount of divine ore, then took out two strange tokens and handed them directly to Chen Xuan.

At this moment, the surrounding magical artifacts flickered slightly, as if in response to this handover.

"This is five thousand merit points. I don't care who gave you so much divine ore, it was all taken out by you." Daoist Siyun smiled slightly, her gaze sweeping over Chen Xuan and Zhan Xin. "After joining the God-Slaying Guard, I suggest you return to your sect as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your guidance, senior." Chen Xuan put away the merit token and bowed.

"We will certainly remember this." Seeing that he had really gotten away with it, Zhan Xin felt a great weight lifted from his heart. He had repaid the favor of the holy medicine that had healed his wounds.

As Chen Xuan surrendered his privately hoarded divine ore, Daoist Xuan once again activated the teleportation tower array by performing a hand seal.

As expected, without the influence of the divine mine, as the tower array was activated, a spatial rift was instantly torn open in the sky by a powerful force. The spatial law runes around them appeared and disappeared, and the cultivators who had been waiting anxiously showed relaxed expressions.

wow——

The tower array has its own unique space, and soon, that strange feeling of time and space displacement returned.

Upon entering this illusionary realm that traverses time and space, those with weak souls instantly fall into silence. Only a very few individuals with strong souls, such as Xuan Yi Dao Ren, Chen Xuan, and Zhan Xin, who control the tower formation, can barely remain conscious.

Before she severed her heart, she was already somewhat distant from everyone else, but as the pressure targeting her soul grew stronger, although she tried her best to resist the suppression, her face became increasingly pale.