Chapter 1998

Ye Feixuan once again had a look of shock on her face. She pointed at herself and asked in disbelief, "Are you going to give me the Soul-Destroying Flag?" Ye Feiran was pleased by her reaction, smiled and nodded, "Yes, don't you want it?" Ye Feixuan swallowed her saliva, coughed lightly and said, "Honestly, I want it, but..." As a result, Ye Feiran interrupted her before she finished speaking. "Take it if you want. There are no buts. Now that you have entered Taoism as a ghost, the Fallen Soul Divine Flag is very suitable for you, and it can only play its greatest role in your hands." Facing the Fallen Soul Divine Banner, Ye Feixuan was shocked, but her rationality remained sober. "Aran, the Fallen Soul Divine Banner is also suitable for the Ten Thousand Years Drought Demon. She can also make the Lost Soul Divine Banner play its greatest role." Ye Feiran: "..." Is it so difficult to give away artifacts these days? She sighed helplessly and called Tian Panxi directly, "Xixi, do you want this Lost Soul Divine Flag?" Tian Panxi looked confused, "What do I want to do here?" Ye Feiran raised her eyes and looked at Ye Feixuan, signaling her to persuade Tian Panxi. Ye Feixuan thought about her words before saying, "Xixi, the Lost Soul Divine Flag can be used as your weapon. With it, your fighting power will be even more powerful." Tian Panxi blinked, "Do you think my usual fighting ability is not strong enough?" Ye Feixuan was speechless for a while, "That's not what I meant, I..." However, Tian Panxi no longer wanted to listen to her next words and directly waved her hand and said, "Xuanxuan, please stop talking. I think the same as Ranran. This Soul-Destroying Flag is very suitable for you. I don't need it." Ye Feixuan still wanted to refuse, but Tian Panxi had no choice but to harden her heart and use her trump card. "Xuanxuan, not to mention the baby Ranran is carrying, she has made a contract with me and will definitely be hunted down by people across the continent. If you add the Lost Soul Divine Banner, do you hope that Ranran will either be hunted down or be hunted down? On the way to kill? Although she hasn't awakened her previous memories, aren't you her sister? As an older sister, shouldn't I share the danger with my younger sister? " Ye Feixuan: "..." She said this so hard that she didn't even know how to answer it. Ye Feiran on the side silently gave Tian Panxi a thumbs up. She didn't know that Xixi's eloquence was so good! Ye Feiran thrust the Lost Soul Divine Flag into Ye Feixuan's hands, "Take it!" Ye Feixuan looked at the Lost Soul Divine Flag in her hand, her eyes instantly turned red, "Thank you Aran!" At the same time, Ye Murin silently sent a message to her, "If you really want to thank Ran'er, just return to the God Realm and help Ran'er share the responsibility of managing Ye Shen Realm." Hearing this, the flesh on Ye Feixuan's face twitched obviously, but this was indeed one of her ways to thank A Ran. "Lord of the Night Territory, you don't need to tell me, I am from the Ye God Territory, so I naturally have the responsibility to protect the Ye God Territory." Ye Murin stopped talking, and neither did Ye Feixuan. Ye Feiran saw their silent exchange in his eyes. Although he was curious, he did not ask. Her memory has not awakened, and it seems that if she knows, she probably won't feel much. After Ye Feixuan received the Fallen Soul Divine Flag, she held Ye Feiran's hand and said seriously, "Aran, can we go back to the God Realm together?" The two sisters of the Ye family died one after another, and other divine realms would definitely be hurt. She could imagine that she would not be able to swallow this breath no matter what. Therefore, if she and A Ran go back to the God Realm together, they will definitely be able to slap them in the face. Of course, her talent is not as good as A Ran's, but she will spend more time practicing with concentration and will never hold A Ran back. Facing Ye Feixuan's expectant eyes, Ye Feiran smiled and nodded, "Okay, you go to the fairy world and wait for me first." Although she had no memories of the time before she awakened, she could also imagine the situation after her and Ye Feixuan's death. Ye Feixuan nodded heavily, "Okay!" Next time, Ye Feiran and Ye Murin wandered around Ye Zicheng again. The same is true for Murong Lingji. Ye Han was pestered by Ye Feixuan, who secretly and openly told her about Ye Feilan's situation in the Forest Continent. With this understanding, Ye Feixuan made a new decision, and she quickly made arrangements. Ten days passed in a flash. Ye Feixuan and the others took their time to go to Tianyuan City next door. Tianyuan City was already overcrowded after this, but this did not affect them. Gui Feng personally invited them to the best VIP room, and then he also got all the treasures sent for auction. After he made arrangements, Ye Feixuan whispered to him alone. Guifeng was naturally extremely shocked that Ye Feiran and the others could leave, but he didn't ask anything. However, he thought that there seemed to be more people cultivating in the Netherworld this year, and he became a little clearer. As for the matter of space passage, he will know about it sooner or later. "Okay, I'll make arrangements now." So, as soon as the auction started, Ye Feiran and the others left from the secret passage and went straight to the withered forest of Ye Zicheng. Entering the withered forest, Ye Feiran saw that Ye Feixuan showed no sign of leaving, so he said, "Axuan, there's no need to send her away." Ye Feixuan rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "I plan to go to Senluo Continent with you." Ye Feiran: "???" Not to mention that Ye Feiran was surprised, Murong Lingji and the others were also surprised. Ye Feixuan looked around at their reactions, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why, aren't you welcome? I have already arranged things in Yezicheng." Hearing this, Ye Feiran smiled helplessly, "Welcome, we welcome you very much." Anyway, the passage between Senluo Continent and Netherworld has been opened, and Ye Feixuan is a peak Mahayana ghost cultivator, so there is nothing to worry about. Next, they found the space passage very smoothly and returned to Senluo Continent very smoothly. As soon as Ye Feiran's breath appeared, Bingxue's resentful voice reached her ears. "A Ran, you are finally willing to come back. I thought you had forgotten me." Hearing this, Ye Feiran couldn't help but laugh, "Haha... I forgot that no one dares to forget you." As soon as he finished speaking, the man next to him looked over with sad eyes. Ye Feiran: "..." After returning to a familiar place, Ye Han felt visibly relaxed, while Hao Zicun and Sikong Jing were excited. "Spiritual power, there is spiritual power in the air!" "Woo...we finally left the Netherworld." Ye Feiran glanced at them, and then his consciousness spread around. Good guy, the disciples of Qianxue Sect directly turned Tianmo Sect into their own territory. This transformation looks really good! At the same time, the space passage here has also been listed as a forbidden area by Qianxue Sect. This is not only to prevent future ghost cultivators with malicious intentions from attacking the Netherworld, but also to establish Qianxue Sect's status in Senluo Continent. biqubao.com As soon as Ye Feiran and the others appeared, the elders of Qianxue Sect rushed over. At first, they were naturally happy, but then their expressions became a little unnatural. Ahem... They don't know if Xieyun Palace will mind if they turn Tianmo Sect into the territory of Qianxue Sect? "Emperor, Miss Ye, Poison Master Murong, you are back!" Ye Murin nodded slightly, while Ye Feiran and Murong Lingji smiled slightly. The elders of Qianxue Sect could not guess what they were thinking, and they felt a little uneasy for a while. Ye Murin glanced at Murong Lingji. Murong Lingji's mouth twitched slightly, but he still smiled and asked, "Elders, can you tell us what happened in the past year or so?"

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.