A simple sentence instantly raised the fear in Bai Xiaotian and the othersâ hearts to the highest point.
In front of Zhu Xuantian, the sense of fear was far stronger than what Zhu Sha had brought upon them.
Everyone in the Great Archon Temple was engulfed in intense fear.
The young Hall Master now was far more terrifying than in the past.
The seven main gods, including War Without Limits, were trembling all over with cold sweat pouring down, their faces ashen.
The silence of the crowd, Zhu Xuantianâs bland face, turned icy.
An invisible and terrifying pressure, like the Five-finger Mountain of Buddha, pressed on everyone, almost suffocating them.
That feeling was even scarier than death.
Under this terrifying pressure, a large group of people had collapsed to the ground, their pale faces filled with pain.
After a few minutes of stalemate, Ruo Wushuang sighed softly, and said: "Young Hall Master, Shuixian is sealed on Taihuang Mountain, the Demon seal."
When Ruo Wushuang spoke the word "seal," Zhu Xuantianâs icy face showed a slight frown, and as Ruo Wushuang finished, Zhu Xuantianâs face completely turned cold.
"Ying Hun Realm, Taihuang Mountain." Zhu Xuantian said coldly, his icy gaze directed at Ying Hun Emperor.
"Spare me, Young Hall Master!" Just one glance scared Ying Hun Emperor out of his wits, making him kneel immediately and plead.
"Knowing and not speaking, death!" Zhu Xuantianâs voice carried no human emotion; a monstrous cold killing intent spread instantly, and with the final word âdeath,â Ying Hun Emperor exploded instantaneously, turning into a mist of blood.
The terrifying killing intent vanished as quickly as it appeared, as if it had never been there.
No action, no power exerted, Ying Hun Emperor simply turned to ashes.
"Gulp..."
Everyone present, even Bai Xiaotian, couldnât help but swallow their fearful saliva.
This Young Hall Master was terrifying.
"Was it his idea?" Zhu Xuantian asked, looking at Ruo Wushuang.
"Young Hall Master, the lord meant well for you, thirty-seven years of slumber allowed you to enter the Transcendent Saint stage," Ruo Wushuang replied respectfully.
"You are wrong, this is not for my good, itâs for himself," Zhu Xuantian said coldly, and then his figure vanished into thin air.
With Zhu Xuantianâs disappearance, the terrifying pressure also vanished, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.
It was as if they had walked through the gates of hell just now.
"It is too disappointing for me," Zhu Sha appeared in a flash after Zhu Xuantian left.
"Master." Everyone looked at Zhu Sha, full of worry and fear.
"Master, I said back then, Shuixian should not be sealed, nor should..." Ruo Wushuang shook his head.
"Would he actually kill his biological father?" Zhu Shaâs old face was cold, devoid of any emotion.
...
When Zhu Xuantian reappeared, he had already arrived at Ying Hun Realm, Taihuang Mountain.
"Xianâer." Zhu Xuantianâs voice carried a slight tremble, and at this moment, his heart felt as if it were being sliced by a knife.
The beloved one had been sealed for thirty-seven years!
"Zhu Sha!" The longer Zhu Xuantian thought, the angrier he became.
Thirty-seven years of endless pain and loneliness, who could bear it?
"Demon seal! Open!"
Zhu Xuantian stretched out his palm, activating the power of the Demon Clanâs bloodline, and lightly shouted.
"Buzz buzz!"
The terrifying seal array trembled violently, and the woman sealed within the valley shuddered greatly.
"Brother Xuantian, is it you?" The womanâs face was full of tears, overwhelming longing surged in her heart, making her feel incredibly happy at this moment.
Soon, the powerful demon seal shattered, and the first sight Zhu Xuantian saw was his beloved Lin Shuixian.
"Brother Xuantian!" Lin Shuixian finally lost control of her emotions.
"Xianâer!" Zhu Xuantian swiftly descended, tightly holding Lin Shuixian in his arms.
Seeing Lin Shuixianâs pale face and sorrowful expression, Zhu Xuantianâs heart was bleeding as if pierced by a thousand swords.
"Xianâer, Iâm sorry, itâs all my fault for making you suffer. I didnât expect him to be so ruthless to seal you here for thirty-seven years!" Zhu Xuantian was deeply remorseful, and his hatred towards Zhu Sha grew ever stronger.
Thirty-seven years, each day like a year, what does thirty-seven years mean?
Zhu Xuantian couldnât bear to imagine.
"Brother Xuantian, I donât blame you, Iâve finally waited for you. I thought Iâd never see you again in this lifetime, I was afraid I wouldnât hold on till the day you emerged," Lin Shuixian cried bitterly.
"No, no, I will never leave you again, no one can separate us. I want Xianâer to become the happiest person in the Seven Divine Realms," Zhu Xuantian shook his head, tears streaming down.
"Brother Xuantian, thank you. Knowing you is the happiest and most joyful thing in my life," Lin Shuixianâs lovely face broke into a happy smile, tears had long drenched Zhu Xuantianâs shoulder, and a trace of black blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Zhu Xuantian, holding Lin Shuixian, was overwhelmed by sorrow and hatred, and did not notice Lin Shuixianâs anomaly.
"Xianâer, I will only love you in this lifetime, no other woman can take your place! We will never be separated again," Zhu Xuantian said in grief.
If Zhu Xuantian had his current cultivation back then, none of this would have happened.
"Xianâer, will you marry me? Let me take care of you for a lifetime," Zhu Xuantian asked tenderly.
"Yes..." Lin Shuixianâs weak voice came, her beautiful eyes slowly closed, two lines of happy tears flowed down.
At this moment, Zhu Xuantian trembled all over, finally perceiving something.
Zhu Xuantian hurriedly held Lin Shuixianâs shoulders, seeing the black blood at the corner of her mouth, Zhu Xuantianâs face changed drastically: "Demonic curse! Xianâer! Xianâer! How are you? Donât scare me!"
"Break!!"
Zhu Xuantian shouted angrily, forcibly breaking the demonic curse in Lin Shuixianâs body, injecting boundless terrifying power into her body.
"Xianâer, donât be scared, I will quickly find the strongest alchemist in the Seven Divine Realms to save your soul!" Zhu Xuantian said sadly, his heart burning with anxiety.
"Brother Xuantian, itâs too late, Iâm sorry for agreeing to marry you, but I canât fulfill it." Lin Shuixian said weakly.
"Xianâer, did he force you? Did he?" Zhu Xuantian immediately thought of Zhu Sha.
"It no longer matters. Seeing Brother Xuantian before dying, Iâm already very satisfied. Brother Xuantian, can you save my parentsâ lives? Xianâer would die peace..." Lin Shuixian said weakly, but before she could finish, as she tried to touch Zhu Xuantianâs jade hand, it fell heavily.
The demonic curse had detonated, destroying Lin Shuixianâs soul.
"Xianâer! No! Donât leave me! No!" Zhu Xuantian shouted in agony, holding Lin Shuixian tightly.
That kind of pain was like being pierced by a hundredfold of a thousand swords!
"Ah!"
Zhu Xuantian screamed madly at the sky, venting the sorrow and boundless fury within his heart.
"Buzz buzz!"
Endless terrifying power erupted, the Demon Clanâs bloodline and ancient powers all burst forth, shaking the Seven Divine Realms.
A chilling and incomparable killing intent enshrouded the entirety of the Seven Divine Realms!