un Xiaoyao. 。Let's not talk about this for now, but at least right now, I'm definitely attending Jun Xiaoyao's engagement party. 。"He stood with his hands akimbo, a sneer curling at the corner of his...The path of the sword through time has also touched upon the power of time.

A sword slashed across the sky, fragments of time swirling like a visualization of the endless river of space and time.

This move, Jun Xiaoyao had also used many times before.

But know that this time, it was not Jun Xiaoyao himself who wielded it.

but it was the divine incarnation that took action.

That power, it's simply incomparable.

A sword strike, truly as if it cleaved the river of time, leaving heaven and earth's energy swirling in confusion.

Adding Jun Xiaoyao, he had also received the complete Shishu from Chu Xiao before.

Although he never had time to carefully ponder it.

But it's also a preliminary understanding and I have dabbled in some areas, which allows me to further perfect the might of the Sword Dao over Time.

A sword slashed across the heavens, cleaving the world in two. The meaning of endless time and space was shattered.

The Emperor's Daughter, Zhu Que's golden eyes were calm and unruffled.

That great Luo sword embryo fell directly towards her.

The Di Nü Zhu was raised her translucent hand, she directly grabbed at the Dà Luo Sword Embryo.

Boldly!

A metallic clang echoed.

The palm of the Di Nü Zhaha, it seems like the most exquisite magic weapon.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes also flashed.

As expected of the Mythical Emperor.

A large Luo sword embryo driven by the divine spirit's physical body, its power is self-evident.

Even the Emperor's Calamity could be caught barehanded.

But then I thought, the physical bodies of the Bā clan are inherently impervious to all methods, as hard as gold and iron.

Even it could be said that the physical bodies of the Bā tribe are, in and of themselves, physical vessels.

The Empress Di Zhu reversed her hand, mythical laws manifested, constructing a furnace to directly refine the Daluo sword embryo.

But what surprised even the Emperor's daughter,

On the grand Luo sword embryo, celestial fairy patterns blazed with light, and a rain of brilliance cascaded.

Even mythical laws cannot be directly smelted.

"Anything to do with fairies"

The Emperor's daughter, Di Nü Zhāo, raised an eyebrow.

This Jun Xiaoyao, who seemed like an ant in her eyes, always seemed to be able to surprise her.

The divine form descended once more, each strike of its palm and fist causing the cosmic sounds to reverberate with booming echoes. Chaotic energy surged and churned.

"You can't do anything to this Emperor."

The Empress Di Zhu turned cold and said.

Even if her cultivation had not returned to its peak.

but it is absolutely impossible to lose.

Jun XiaoYao also understands.

But his purpose was never to kill the Empress, Nu Wa.

This also goes against the purpose of his coming here.

Just as the divine avatar and the Empress of Drought engaged in close combat.

The divine form struck the Empress Zhuyan with a single palm.

And in the center of the golden palm of the divine body, a petite figure appeared suddenly.

She was a young girl, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, skin as white as snow, and cherry-red lips that smelled of fragrance.

With delicate features, she appears to be a fairy who has strayed into the mortal realm, untouched by worldly impurities.

That's right!

Jun Xiaoyao had always kept her hidden within his divine spirit avatar, waiting for the crucial moment to merge her with Di Nü Zhu.

Although this might be somewhat cruel to LuoLuo.

But she was indeed Dì Nǚ Bā, or Xuān Yuán Qīng Xiǎo, a soul carrying memories.

That was also the last resort left by Emperor Xuanyuan to save his daughter.

Her gaze lingered for a moment, her hair swaying gently in the breeze. She cast one last glance at him, a fleeting smile gracing her lips.

He said nothing, but his eyes, as if they could speak, conveyed everything.

A hint of a smile played at the corner of her lips, and she silently opened them towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao saw through its meaning.

Luo Luo will never forget Xiaoyao.

And then.

Between her delicately falling brows, that enigmatic line began to radiate with brilliant splendor.

That was the Five Tiger Generals' method of sealing away Luo Luo's memories.

After all, they sealed away the memories of the soul to let Luoluo live a carefree life for a while.

At this moment, the seal is broken.

Countless memories resurface.

At the same time, the divine avatar also took advantage of the situation to send Luoluo into the body of the Empress Zhurong.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Even Di Nü, the Goddess of Drought, was caught off guard and unprepared.

She clasped her hands together in prayer, holding back the divine manifestation.

But Luoluo, instead, transformed into a brilliant stream of memory and soul light, directly entering the center of Di Nüzhao's brow.

"What have you done, she is…"

The Lady Di Zhu's delicate body trembled, and her voice wavered for the first time.

Jun Xiaoyao then said nonchalantly: "As I said, I didn't come here to fight you to the death. I came to take you back."

"Now, Di Nüzhā, you should wake up and know who you truly are."

You scheme against this Emperor!

Di Nü Zhā's golden eyes rippled.

Her vast power within her, accompanied by the desolate power of the Corpse Clan and a unique dark force, surged and vibrated, causing the universe to churn and roil.

When Jun Xiaoyao saw this, he, with his divine spirit form, once again pressed down.

"At the same time, he said, "Yiy, I know, you definitely still have your own will."

"Harnessing the power of souls, let us together suppress Empress Nuwa's will!"

The voice of Jun Xiaoyao entered Di Zhu's ear.

In his mind, it seemed as if some kind of consciousness was awakening.

As if in an endless expanse of darkness.

A young girl, like an infant in its cradle, was immersed in it.

The young girl was wrapped in a ragged gray cloak and hooded.

One could faintly see a small face beneath the hood, covered in dirt and grime.

...and there are shocking scars, crisscrossing across each other. ...

It's hard to imagine, this is a girl's face.

The figure was none other than Yiyi.

Or, Yiyi before being saved by Jun Xiaoyao.

"That sound is…"

With a face full of scars, the sleeping Yiyi seemed to have heard some kind of voice.

She strained to open her eyes.

"Yiy, wake up quickly. Use your own will to influence the soul of Di Nü Zhu."

When that sound once again became clear.

Yiyi finally opened her eyes completely.

"It's Xiaoyao... He came to me, he came to call Yiyi back..."

A tear slid down Yiy's cheek.

She was willing to sacrifice her own free will and merge with the soul of Di Nü, the female demon emperor, in order to avenge Jun Xiaoyao.

But you, carefree and at ease, did not abandon her either.

As before, Jun Xiaoyao kept to the promise he had made.

Even if one day, Yiyi fell into darkness.

Jun Xiaoyao will also call her back from the darkness!

"I want to see him!"

At this moment, a newfound resolve surged within Yiyin's heart.

This will, is non-negotiable.

This is a vast expanse of mountains and seas!

All mountains and seas can be leveled!

Yi Yi struggled to her feet, she shed the old husk of her being, reborn.

Her features became delicate and flawless.

As if the past had become a shell of its former self, discarded by her.

She only wishes to walk towards, and accompany you in a carefree future!

And just then.

In this darkness, countless tentacles reached out and entangled with Yiyi, pulling her deeper into the abyss.

This power is incredibly strong and undeniable.

This power, precisely the strange force that caused Xuanyuan Qingxiao to fall and become the Emperor's Zhurong, is the source of her downfall.

But just then.

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"You're so lucky to have someone like that by your side."

Even as you fall into darkness, it will find you.

"It was you..."

Upon hearing this sound, Yiyi's eyes widened in surprise.

This sound was the one she often heard in her dreams.

And at this moment, that figure also appeared.

It was a woman she often saw in her dreams, a woman who sat with her knees pulled to her chest and wept silently.aster.On this side of the boundary sea, countless cultivators and creatures all felt a chill that pierced to their bones.The disaster does not originate from any specific reason, and it is not seeking...