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Yan Fengwu was startled. "Could it be that even Adepts have been brought in?"

"If the King of Beasts really wants to do this, it won't be too hard for you to bring me in," Daoyin said with a wry smile.

Yan Fengwu said, "A beast king has such an ability."

Daoist Master Daoyin said, "Even if I joined forces with Yanling, we still wouldn't be able to withstand his concentrated attack!"

The sword spirit exclaimed, "I've fought with him before, his cultivation level is not that high!"

Adept Daoyin said, "He was purposefully showing weakness. He wanted us to help him eliminate the monsters under his command and turn them into a Myriad Souls Furnace."

Yan Fengwu was startled. "Myriad Soul Furnace?"

Adept Daoyin said, "This is the Beast King Hall."

Yan Fengwu said, "We already know about the unique characteristics of the Beast King Hall. So it's called the Myriad Souls Furnace."

Daoist Master Daoyin said, "Although it is called the Ten Thousand Souls Furnace, it is a living creature, like a gigantic beast."

Yan Fengwu said, "We already know that. But why would senior come in here? If that Beast King's cultivation is really that powerful, we can just directly take care of you.

Adept Daoyin said, "I asked to come in myself."

The Sword Spirit and Yan Fengwu were startled. "What?"

Adept Daoyin said, "You are trapped within the Myriad Souls Furnace. The situation is critical. At a time like this, I have to think of a way to rescue you all."

The sword spirit said, "You have a way?"

Adept Daoyin said, "I used my words to lure a beast king into my trap. He promised to allow one of you to leave."

"What?" Both the Sword Spirits and Yan Fengwu were shocked. They shouted out together and looked at each other.

"Originally, I wanted to tell him to release the two of you together," Daoyin said. "But this beast king had a strong desire to control both of you, so he wanted to keep you in his own hands. That's why he asked for one of you to be his hostage and only one of you be allowed to leave."

As he said this, he looked into the eyes of the Sword Spirits and Yan Fengwu.

"No!" The sword spirit said, "I don't agree with this. I want to take back the Sword of Mercy and get back my strength. I want to kill the beast king!" As he spoke, he reached out for the treasured sword in Yan Fengwu's hand.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Dao Yin added, "Even if you recover your strength, you may not be able to kill a beast king!"

"I don't believe that with my thousands of years of strength, I won't be able to kill him. Feng Wu, believe me, I will definitely save the two of us!"

Adept Daoyin said, "Even a beast king has the power of a few thousand years."

"What?"

Adept Daoyin said, "You don't know this, but in truth, all of the hundreds of generations of the grand masters of the 'Fiend Underworld Sect' that the sect has experienced in the past few thousand years were all beastkings."

"How, how is this possible?"

This is because this first generation King of Beasts is an expert of the 'Soul Duelling Sect', his Soul Shifting and Soul Refining technique is extremely profound, and before his own physical body is about to decline, he would first remove his soul, cultivate elsewhere, and then take the opportunity to sneak into the next successor's body. This kind of generation of beast kings gave him thousands of years of power, and at the same time, his soul power is also extremely tenacious. Daoist Daoyin said with concern.

"No," the sword spirit said. "Even so, I still want to give it a try. I don't want to be separated from Feng Wu." As he spoke, he grasped the Sword of Sacrifice.

The blade of the sword was firmly gripped by Yan Fengwu, unable to let go.

"What are you doing?" Didn't you promise me your power? Let go! "

"Calm down!"

"I can't calm down. I hate people who plan my affairs the most. I hate people who take away my most important things!"

Yan Fengwu quickly grabbed the sword spirit and held it in her arms. The sword spirit's entire body shook, and then it immediately softened and fell into Yan Fengwu's arms.

"I don't want to leave you!"

Yan Fengwu stroked the hair behind her ears, then softly said, "I don't want to leave you either, but it's better for me to go out by myself than to die here."

"No!" The sword spirit pulled her body out of his embrace.

Yan Fengwu looked into her eyes. "The King of Beasts said that a person will only be kept as a hostage. Presumably, he still wants to borrow someone to go out with. Thus, he doesn't need to worry about us meeting again in the future."

The sword spirit buried her body into Yan Fengwu's chest. After a long time, she said, "Then you must promise me. The one who goes out will definitely be you!"

Yan Fengwu was startled, but she didn't refuse. "Fine. I agree."

The sword spirit said, "Then I'll wait for you to save me."

Yan Fengwu nodded, both of her hands held onto her shoulders. Suddenly, she extended her right hand and pointed at the sword spirit's forehead with her index finger. The sword spirit felt as if something had suddenly left her body with a flash of golden light, "What did you do?"

Yan Fengwu said, "I've managed to unlock the Karma Technique."

The Sword Spirit was stunned, "This is good as well. At least you won't be distracted by me. You are so smart, I believe you will definitely come back to save me."

"Yes." Yan Fengwu looked at her with a warm gaze, as if she wanted to pass all the love in her life through her eyes.

"Let's go!" The Sword Spirit would turn around and hold back her tears.

Yan Fengwu took a step forward and hugged the sword spirit from behind, her tears falling onto her shoulders.

The sword spirit forced a smile and said, "Idiot, don't cry anymore, let's go!"

Yan Fengwu took in a deep breath. "Adept …"

The Sword Spirits were already prepared to part. Once Yan Fengwu and Dao Master DaoYin disappeared into the Ten Thousand Soul Furnace, she would definitely fall down and cry bitterly. He waited for Yan Fengwu to finish speaking, "Dao Master, let's go!" Then, he gently hugged her and left her. When the last trace of warmth left her, it would be the moment her tears broke through the dike.

"Take her away!"

The sword spirit was stunned for a moment. She suddenly felt a pain in her waist, and then her body became light. Yan Fengwu picked her up, threw her behind her back, and tossed her to Daoist Master DaoYin.

At this time, the sword spirits were still feeling sleepy. "Take her away. Whoever we take away, it's not us who should leave. It's her that we should leave!" By the time her body made contact with Daoist Daoyin's arms, she had already figured out everything. She could not move even if she tried to struggle free — this was the sorrow of a human's body. Once the acupoints were restrained, they would be unable to move for a very long time.

"Have you decided?" Daoist Daoyin asked.

"Receive my sword!" Yan Fengwu tossed the sword-case from his back towards DaoYin. DaoYin accepted the sword and held it in his hand!

"No!" At this moment, the Sword Spirit shouted out, "Yan Fengwu you bastard, why did you lie to me? The one who went out should be you! You're smarter than me, so the one who went out should be you!" Let me go, don't go! "

In one hand, Daoist Daoyin held onto his Everlasting Sword, while in the other, he wrapped his arm around the Sword Spirit and headed towards the exit.

The sword spirit couldn't break free, and could only keep yelling, "I beg you, let me go. Yan Fengwu, I hate you!"

Daoist Master Daoyin and the Sword Spirit had arrived at the exit. The exit began to close, and Daoist Master Daoyin took a deep breath as he jumped out. The exit became smaller and smaller, and Yan Fengwu's figure could no longer be seen.

"Let me go, let me look at him again!"

He stared fixedly at the scene, but could no longer catch that familiar figure. A loud and clear voice penetrated the Beast King Hall and entered the ears of the sword spirits …

"Live well for me!"

When these words entered the sword spirit's ears, the sword spirit was instantly rendered speechless.

"Hahaha!" He heard a loud laugh and turned around to see the abominable beast king.

The King of Beasts laughed and said, "You sure are an infatuated man. Sword Spirit, congratulations!"

The sword spirit bit her lower lip as her shoulders trembled.

Adept Daoyin was shocked. "Not good!"

Before he could finish his thought, the sword spirit had already risen into the air and charged towards the beast king.

The beast king laughed, but did not move. With a roar, a huge snake head appeared in front of him. The snake head opened up its mouth and spewed out a red light. The Sword Spirit turned, allowing the red light to pass through it before charging towards the beast king again.

Adept Daoyin was just about to hand it over when he suddenly said, "You can't!"

It actually risked its life to fight against the beast king. Suddenly, a head with two blood-red horns appeared in front of it, and with a flash of blood on the horns, a sea of blood immediately appeared between the beast king and the sword spirit.

"Give me the sword!" the Sword Spirit shouted back at Daoist DaoYin, as if she couldn't pass on the sea of blood to him.

Adept Daoyin frowned, but didn't move.

The sword spirit shouted again, "Give me the sword!"

Adept Daoyin tightly gripped the sword-case in his hands, not relaxing in the slightest.

The sword spirit seemed to roar angrily this time, "Give me the sword!"

Daoist Daoyin said, "Don't forget what Feng Wu said. If you die here, who else can you rely on to save him!"

The sword spirit's body trembled as she slowly said, "Give me the sword, I can save him!"

Daoist Daoyin shook his head. "I can't let you take the risk!"

The sword spirit bellowed, "Why don't you believe me?"

"Why don't you take a good look at the Beast King's hands? Who is the one with the Spirit Twisting Silk entangling his hands? But look at the Thousand Soul Furnace in front of you, it is not simply fusing with the Thousand Goblins Soul, but is using it as its own. A Thousand Goblins Soul, a thousand years old cultivation is even equal to the sword spirit, why are you trying to be brave here? "

The Sword Resisting Spirit's body shook as if she was hit on the head and she instantly calmed down. She felt a bit dizzy, as if she was about to fall down. She could only forcefully hold on.

The sword spirit followed the Spirit Twisting Silk in the Beast King's hand and saw the owner of the sword, Qiu Yue, tied to the Spirit Twisting Silk. Her eyes were lifeless.

The Sword Spirit knew that with the Sword Spirits' temper, they would rather fall asleep. Furthermore, Qiu Yue, who carried the Sword Spirits on her body, was too weak and was unable to withstand the Soul Twisting Silk's power for a long time, and was on the verge of death.

Daoist Master Daoyin placed a hand on the sword spirit's shoulder and shouted, "Let's go!"

The Sword Spirit could not help but turn around and leave with Dao Master DaoYin.