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It was dark.

Xue Zhantian was still shuttling through the sword formation, the blood in his body seemed to have dried up and no longer flowed out.

The Martial Spirit Lotus Flower absorbed the energy emitted by the trash can and opened Xue Zhantian's wound, stopping the blood from flowing out.

"Eat something and drink some water."

Princess Ling took out some water and dried meat from the Storage Space and fed them to Xue Zhantian, who was running away.

The Princess Ling was truly moved at this moment. Xue Zhantian hugged her and ran, but did not receive any harm, and knew that Xue Zhantian was protecting him. He would rather hurt himself than let her receive any harm.

It was rare for a man to shelter a man from the elements.

It was impossible for a man to defend a woman with his life.

Right now, Xue Zhantian's body was blocking the sharp sword, using his life to protect Princess Ling, how could Princess Ling not be moved.

After a day had passed, Xue Zhantian's back was filled with wounds, some of them were deep, while some of his back was drenched in blood. His clothes were also gone, and what he saw were only wounds.

The Princess Ling had lost all hope. A day and a night had passed, and dawn had arrived.

The woman's sixth sense sensed that Xue Zhantian's life was at stake, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

"Is he dying?" The shadow of death floated above Xue Zhantian's heart, his body had lost all feeling, and his life force was quickly flowing away.

"Am I really useless? You don't even have the ability to protect a woman? "

Xue Zhantian roared in his heart, extremely unreconciled.

"Even if I die, I must bring her out of the sword formation!"

Xue Zhantian had not given up at this moment and the Princess Ling had instead become his greatest motivation. This caused him to have some concerns and he could not let them go, so no matter what, he had to bring the Princess Ling out of danger.

Xue Zhantian relied on his tenacious and unyielding willpower to persevere on.

's consciousness became blurry. Sensing the Lotus Birth With Martial Spirit, he predicted that he was free and started shuttling back and forth the sword formation while still in a semi-conscious state.

Once again, Xue Zhantian abruptly woke up as he clenched his teeth and persevered on.

"Little bastard, I hate you to death." Princess Ling was crying and shouting in her heart, but she did not dare make a sound, as she realized that there was a problem.

Xue Zhantian had already reached his limit, and was about to faint. He actually allowed the sharp sword to hurt his body, to prevent himself from collapsing.

With so many movements, it was impossible for him to escape the Princess Ling's senses.

The name that Princess Ling called Xue Zhantian changed again. The little scoundrel became a little bastard, and looked like nothing much. However, the little scoundrel had already appeared in the midst of flirting with him.

"It's been seven days and seven nights. He hasn't eaten for two days, but he's still running. What kind of power is needed for him to persevere?"

Princess Ling was crying in her heart, but she could not imagine how Xue Zhantian was able to persevere on.

Xue Zhantian's body had no power now, and he was no longer able to open his mouth two days ago, relying on his will that would rather die than submit.

What kind of power was needed for him to persevere? It was the power to protect the person he loved.

Xue Zhantian did not allow himself to fall, even if he had to die, he had to bring Princess Ling out of the sword formation.

His willpower had been trained to an astonishing degree, and he kept telling himself in his heart that he must persevere, even if it meant death.

The trash can and Lotus Birth With Martial Spirit were continuously repairing his body, but they were still unable to sustain Xue Zhantian's exhaustion from running at full speed.

Plop!

Xue Zhantian fell.

"Is it time for death?" Princess Ling fell to the ground, closing her blood-red eyes, waiting for the sword to cut apart her corpse.

After a moment, without feeling any pain, he opened his blood-red eyes and took in the scenery around him.

Amidst the wild grass, the sword disappeared.

"He actually escaped." Princess Ling was extremely shocked, but she was not happy, she anxiously crawled up and hugged the bloodied Xue Zhantian tightly.

Princess Ling didn't feel his breath, she knew he was dead, so she didn't cry anymore.

Princess Ling didn't know what to do, she only hugged Xue Zhantian tightly. The three souls had disappeared, and she looked at that bloody face.

After some time had passed, the exhausted Princess Ling finally fell asleep, but she was still hugging Xue Zhantian.

When Princess Ling woke up, she still did not feel Xue Zhantian's breath. She sighed lightly and prepared to bury Xue Zhantian.

Princess Ling caressed Xue Zhantian's face.

Princess Ling discovered that the pores of Xue Zhantian's face had a disgusting stench.

"My body stinks. I need to be buried as soon as possible." Princess Ling sighed, she took out a sharp sword from her Storage Space and prepared to bury Xue Zhantian.

They wanted to let go of Xue Zhantian!

"Hey!"

Princess Ling felt the Extreme Yin Fire Poison in her body disappearing.

"He's alive?"

Princess Ling supported Xue Zhantian's chest, releasing a surprised smile.

His heart was beating, indicating that he was still alive.

Xue Zhantian ran for seven days and seven nights. Suddenly, the Lotus Birth With Martial Spirit could not sense the sword, and immediately fainted.

Xue Zhantian who should have died, who should have died, who should have died from exhaustion, was no longer breathing.

"Where is this place?"

Xue Zhantian saw that everything around him was darkness. He wanted to see his surroundings clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not see anything.

Xue Zhantian felt very sleepy, very sleepy!

However, his will did not disappear. He continued to persevere.

The trash can in his Sea of Consciousness kept turning, absorbing the Sky and Earth aura outside.

The energy that the trash absorbed did not flow out of the sea of consciousness. Instead, it was absorbed by the Lotus Birth With Martial Spirit.

His Sea of Consciousness was already dark. Death was like extinguishing a lamp. The Sea of Consciousness of those who died was dark.

His spiritual force gradually recovered.

A few dots of starlight appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.

The specks of starlight emitted a faint light at the top of his Sea of Consciousness.

Xue Zhantian saw the starlight and realized that he was in the water.

The trash kept on recovering Xue Zhantian's Spirit Force, which was the sea water in his sea of consciousness.

In his dried up Sea of Consciousness, the gas emitted from the trash can gradually absorbed and turned into water droplets.

His sea of consciousness was still pitch black.

Generally speaking, Water of Consciousness Sea would not grow when it reached half the area of the sea of consciousness.

Xue Zhantian who was trying his best to die was already considered dead, so there was no longer that limit, so the amount of water in the ocean continued to increase.

The sphere of the realm of one thousand meters in the Sea of Consciousness had almost reached its peak.

When the sea water reached its peak, the trash can was still constantly absorbing the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth from the surroundings, storing energy.

Xue Zhantian's willpower was still there, not completely dead, so the trash can still spin and absorb the energy.

Xue Zhantian's will to live was very strong, so he was still struggling, and had not completely died.

"Hey!"

Xue Zhantian's consciousness became clearer and clearer. He gradually felt the existence of starlight, and when he felt the existence of starlight, data floated up.

"Astral Soul Body Forging Inner Skill."

Xue Zhantian was extremely shocked! He did not expect that the data he would receive from entering the great array would be Astral Soul Body Forging Inner Skill, a divine cultivation technique that could only be found by luck and not sought.