"Cough—cough—cough!"
Suddenly, Li Taichu’s mangled body quivered, he actually survived Ye Xuan’s strike, continuously coughing up blood.
"You... you’re not dead yet?"
Jun Wushuang’s face froze, instantly arriving before Li Taichu, hurriedly helping him up, only to see Li Taichu slowly opening his eyes.
"I... I was wrong... Wushuang... I was really wrong... Master... spare... spare my life... I truly was mistaken."
Puff!
Blood overflowed from Li Taichu’s mouth, his breath weak to the extre, but it was only heavy injury, not true death.
"The master he...?" Jun Wushuang froze on the spot and then turned to understanding.
Just now, if Ye Xuan had wanted Li Taichu dead, Li Taichu wouldn’t have survived, clearly Ye Xuan didn’t intend to kill him, still granting him one last chance.
"Wushuang... Wushuang... I wronged the master... I... tell the master... for the rcy not to kill... Taichu... will surely repay..."
Li Taichu finally fainted, although Ye Xuan spared his life, the injuries he sustained were too severe.
"If you knew it would co to this, why were you so muddle-headed back then?" Jun Wushuang sighed helplessly, yet her heart was ward.
The saying goes, ’a chill along one’s teeth.’ Had Ye Xuan really killed Li Taichu, Jun Wushuang’s heart would also feel estranged, as Li Taichu’s situation was exceedingly similar to her own.
...
The vast starry sky, the boundless cosmos.
Ye Xuan moved through space, his expression undisturbed, a touch of helplessness flickering through his eyes.
He didn’t kill Li Taichu, perhaps harboring a bit of guilt, after all, the two fought for him for years, no rit but much toil.
Had he truly killed Li Taichu, it would have disheartened many, although Li Taichu seed to betray him, he hadn’t actually done anything harmful to Ye Xuan, which is why Ye Xuan spared his life.
Moreover, Li Taichu becoming the Undying Heavenly Lord allowed Ye Xuan to confirm that the old Undying Heavenly Lord was indeed dead.
Swish!
Ye Xuan set his mind and transford into light vanishing into the starry sky, heading toward the Fate Divine Palace.
There are thirty million years until the opening of the Ancient Star Road, a ti span that seems long but in reality will pass in a flash.
Before heading to the Ancient Forbidden Land, naturally Ye Xuan needs to settle old grievances.
The Master of Fate is still alive, which is a thorn in Ye Xuan’s heart, he must eliminate this person.
Of course, killing a Master of Fate is trivial for Ye Xuan now, his real aim is the three supre small cauldrons.
These three small cauldrons Ye Xuan is determined to obtain, with the Ancient Star Road yet to open, Ye Xuan naturally wants to obtain these three cauldrons.
...
Fate Divine Palace!
The vast stars sprawling, mists swirling, with a Great Formation veiling the Fate Divine Palace, making its presence completely undetectable from outside.
The people in the Fate Divine Palace are few, numbering re thousands, yet each one’s cultivation is exceedingly high, which is why they’re called a Supre Daoist.
However, in these tis, all at Fate Divine Palace are jittery, restless daily, even though the Master of Fate sealed the palace, their fear remains extre.
The Master of Fate sits cross-legged in void breathing in and out, he was thoroughly defeated against Ye Xuan, even summoning the River of Fate hadn’t made him Ye Xuan’s rival, suffering terrifying counter-blow.
If not for a taboo figure erging from the River of Fate, his life would’ve ended under Ye Xuan.
Having fled to Fate Divine Palace, the Master of Fate directly sealed the Daoist, even relocating the entire Fate Divine Palace, fearing Ye Xuan might co knocking.
Yet the Master of Fate remains uneasy, Ye Xuan’s thods are too powerful, he can’t be sure he can escape Ye Xuan’s hunt.
"Damn it, had I known earlier, I should have crushed him to dust, would I be humiliated by him now?"
The thought of being trampled by Ye Xuan in his mind floods the Master of Fate with intense sha and fury, making the nearby elder disciples shiver.
Bang!
Suddenly!
A starry sky boom was heard, the Fate Divine Palace’s Great Formation shattering, revealing itself openly in the starry sky, a figure walking into the palace.
"Fate, I will kill you, no matter where you escape, your end is death."
Dong—dong—dong!
Ye Xuan walked slowly, each step shattering buildings in Fate Divine Palace, turning them into rubble.
"Ye Xuan, I’ve already admitted defeat, don’t push too far!"
The Master of Fate shouted angrily and fearfully, if looked closely, his eyes filled with terror, uncertain gaze searching for a path to escape.
Bang!
Tiless as heaven, peerless in the present, Ye Xuan stepped into the Fate Divine Palace, appearing before all, causing elder disciples to retreat in fear.
"Will I personally kill you, or will you end it yourself?"
Ye Xuan clad in black, standing with hands behind his back, no sign of power, looked calmly at the Master of Fate.
"Ye Daoist, indeed I’ve been wrong, but I’ve admitted defeat, why oppress further?"
"How about this, if Daoist retreats, resolves this grudge, any conditions I’ll agree to."
The Master of Fate lowered his stance, appearing humble, though inwardly furious, facing Ye Xuan’s overwhelming presence, he was truly afraid.
"Hand over the Void-breaking Heavenly Cauldron."
Ye Xuan responded lightly, directly demanding the Void-breaking Heavenly Cauldron, causing the Master of Fate’s face to change, showing extre difficulty.
"Why, are you unwilling to give?" Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed, cold light flashing, startling the Master of Fate into trembling.
Humiliation!
Unwillingness!
Helplessness!
Various shaful emotions overwheld, pressurized by Ye Xuan, this insult rendered him speechless before the elders and disciples.
Having endured prior humiliation, being forced to hand over the Void-breaking Heavenly Cauldron isn’t much at this point.
"Heavenly Lord, please yield the Void-breaking Heavenly Cauldron, or he’ll kill us." A disciple pleaded in terror.
"Yes Heavenly Lord, give him the Void-breaking Heavenly Cauldron." Several elders exhorted pale-faced.
"I’ll give!"
Master of Fate gritted his teeth, unwillingly flipping a palm, an ancient small cauldron appearing, tossing it to Ye Xuan reluctantly.
Buzz!
Ye Xuan caught the small cauldron, a smile forming, yet he frowned next, as fate energy filled the cauldron, imprinted by the Master of Fate.
"Cut off your connection with the cauldron." Ye Xuan coldly commanded.
"Alright!"
The Master of Fate grimaced, hands forming seals, directly severing ties with the cauldron, his face paling, blood dripping from his mouth.
Obviously, severing connection with the cauldron damaged his spirit, under Ye Xuan’s pressure, he dared not express discontent.
"Well done."
Ye Xuan nodded in approval, his gaze fiery whilst handling the small cauldron, a cruel smile forming at his lips.
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