Boom!
Ling Xiao was surrounded by a dazzling light. Behind him, there was a chaotic mist, and the shadows of the four sacred beasts: a real dragon, a phoenix, a white tiger, and a black tortoise emerged, making him look majestic and mysterious.
The vast power of life and death was swallowed and refined by Ling Xiao, turning into a majestic life essence that merged into his body.
Ling Xiao's body had originally been shattered by the backlash of the power of time. Now, under the nourishment of the majestic life essence, his muscles were glowing, new flesh and blood were growing, his meridians were as thick as dragons, and his body became even stronger.
Just like that, Ling Xiao practiced in seclusion in the Yellow Spring Holy River. The injuries all over his body gradually healed, and his cultivation aura became stronger and stronger.
Three months have passed, and Ling Xiao has not yet woken up from the Yellow Spring Holy River.
Xue Wei also came here several times. She saw that Ling Xiao's breathing was stable and gradually getting stronger. She could feel that Ling Xiao's injuries were gradually getting better, and her worried heart was relieved.
"Master, the Samsara Festival will be held tomorrow! But considering your current condition, I'm afraid you won't be able to attend it!"
Xuewei was wearing a fluttering white dress and had a beautiful face. Her pair of beautiful and bright big eyes were staring at the vast Yellow Spring Holy River in a trance. She stood there alone and muttered to herself.
"But, Master, don't worry! During this samsara ceremony, I will definitely kill Yin Jiutian and those kings who betrayed me. The great catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, and we cannot let these evil-minded people continue to cause chaos!"
Xue Wei's eyes showed a trace of determination, and she said: "Master, I will shoulder my due responsibilities and protect the lives of this world! I also hope that you can wake up as soon as possible and go find Sister Jinse as soon as possible. She has been waiting for you for ten thousand years!"
Xue Wei's long eyelashes flickered, and her cold eyes flashed a hint of weakness. She looked a little sad, and said slowly: "Master, maybe you don't know that since the year when I was five years old, you beat away those bad guys who bullied me and bought me a string of candied haws. I decided that in the future I must stay by your side, take care of you, and not let anyone hurt you!
Now, Master, you have Sister Jinse. Although Xuewei is a little sad and reluctant to let her go, I can't be so selfish! As long as Master, you are healthy, happy and happy, Xuewei will be satisfied!"
A smile suddenly appeared on Xuewei's face. This smile made the heaven and earth pale in comparison. It was so bright that it seemed to last forever.
"Master, you must be happy! Xuewei will pray for you and Sister Jinse!"
Xuewei turned around and glanced at the vast Yellow Spring Holy River. There was countless attachment and reluctance in her eyes, but it eventually turned into a brilliant smile, and she turned around and left.
Boom!
The waves of the Yellow Spring Holy River surged, and the Samsara Beast slowly emerged. It sighed and said, "What a silly girl, you little brat, what have you done to deserve this?"
The Samsara Beast looked at Ling Xiao at the bottom of the Yellow Spring Holy River with some displeasure, but finally gave a bitter smile and fell silent.
Ten thousand feet deep in the Yellow Spring Holy River, Ling Xiao’s cultivation has reached a critical moment.
After three months of training, his body has become flawless, his divine power is vast and powerful, his soul is transparent and clear, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level of the Supreme Realm. He only needs to take the final step to break through to the ninth level of the Supreme Realm!
The vast and powerful force of life and death surged into Ling Xiao's body, making his aura stronger and stronger.
Ling Xiao's full head of white hair had turned black at this moment, and he was shrouded in a brilliant divine light. He looked heroic and his body was glowing, like an eternal and immortal god king who was undergoing his final transformation and sublimation.
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The next day, the reincarnation ceremony began.
The entire Samsara Temple became extremely solemn and dignified. The gate of the Samsara Temple was closed, vast chaotic mist rose, and brilliant runes spread out.
And all the people in the Temple of Samsara, from Xue Wei to the Great Elder, Pangu Zhan, Zhu Biao, the Samsara Army and the strong men of the Pangu clan and so on, all stood on the square in front of the Temple of Samsara. Each of them had a solemn look, not saying a word, and exuding a heavy and vast aura.
And under Xuewei's control, the Six Paths of Samsara Sword turned into a rainbow bridge stretching for billions of miles, piercing through layers of void and connecting to the world of samsara.
The reincarnation ceremony has not yet begun, but only the Nine Nether Emperor and the Ten Palace Kings are missing.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A group of powerful figures flew over from the Rainbow Bridge and instantly arrived in front of Xuewei.
The three people in the lead bowed respectfully to Xue Wei and said, "We are here to see the Saint. The ceremony is about to begin. We are late. I hope the Saint will forgive us!"
Xue Wei smiled faintly and said, "Prince Qin Guang, Prince Chu Jiang, and Emperor Song, you three are welcome. Please stand up!"
"Thank you, Saint!"
The three of them stood up and said.
King Qin Guang was a middle-aged man wearing a black dragon robe, a flat crown on his head, and cloud boots on his feet. He looked very majestic, with deep and vast eyes, and exuded the aura of a superior.
King Chujiang was dressed in a green Taoist robe, with a clear and distinct face. He looked very peaceful, had a transcendent temperament, and exuded an otherworldly aura.
The Emperor of Song was dressed in a white dragon robe and wore a jade crown on his head. He looked as gentle as jade, with a smile on his face as gentle as a spring breeze, which easily made people like him.
Behind the three of them was a group of powerful men with strong auras, among them were a few young men and women, who looked to have powerful cultivation and extraordinary temperaments. They were the children of the three of them, who came together to watch the ceremony.
Standing behind King Chu Jiang was Chu Qianqian, whom Ling Xiao was very familiar with. She was dressed in black armor and had a hot body. She looked heroic and had an extraordinary temperament, but she seemed a little listless.
The three kings all support the Temple of Samsara, so they stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge of the Six Paths of Samsara Sword and came here.
But the princes behind the three of them were a little rude. Several young geniuses looked very arrogant and stared at Xuewei without any concealment, with their eyes shining.
Xuewei was dressed in a fluttering white dress, had a beautiful face and a cold gaze, as if she was a fairy from the heavens descending to earth. She had an unparalleled grace and elegance that naturally stunned them all.
"snort!"
This unreasonable behavior made the Great Elder, Pangu Zhan and others frown. Pangu Zhan had the hottest temper. He snorted coldly. Those young geniuses immediately felt a roar in their sea of consciousness and then turned their eyes away with an ugly look.
The expression of King Chujiang remained calm. Although King Qinguang and King Song did not say anything, their brows were slightly frowned.
Xuewei saw these people's actions but didn't say anything.
Although King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, and Emperor Song still support the Temple of Samsara, it is hard to say what choice they will make if faced with life and death.
Especially since Yin Jiutian is very powerful and has seven kings under him, I'm afraid they are not optimistic about the Samsara Temple in this Samsara Festival.
Xuewei guessed that these three kings were probably just taking a wait-and-see attitude and might not necessarily help sincerely.
(End of this chapter)