Ch 363: The Deceased Sword Immortal
Master Li Hanzhou retrieved the Time Sandglass.
His figure descended from mid-air, landing on the ground, and coming to the side of Master Xiao Tiansheng and others.
Master Xiao Tiansheng looked at Master Li Hanzhou with excitement, rubbing his eyes, fearing that the Li Hanzhou before him was a hallucination.
Only when Master Li Hanzhou called out “Father Emperor,” did he believe his son was truly unharmed.
Pang Wang and others were also very happy in their hearts.
Master Li Hanzhou turned to look at Song Hongtian in the deep pit, and said indifferently, “Do you want to fight again?”
His Time Sandglass could be called a bug-level Spirit Treasure.
Not only could it restore items, but it could also restore people. The condition was that as long as the person wasn’t dead, no matter how serious the injury, it could be rolled back to a time before the injury.
The Time Sandglass has been used twice, which means he can still restore things seven times.
Seven times is enough to chop Song Hongtian into pieces.
“Cough… cough… No more, no more!”
Song Hongtian slowly got up from the deep pit and quickly shook his head.
Master Li Hanzhou had just been in a state of serious injury and near death, but in the blink of an eye, he was fully revived. How could this be fought?
He would be lucky not to be beaten to death!
“If I’m not mistaken, your Spirit Treasure should have a rollback effect, capable of pulling you back from a near-death state.”
Song Hongtian looked at Master Li Hanzhou with burning eyes, his posture involuntarily lowering slightly: “Since you can restore your own serious injuries, then you should be able to easily restore my grandson’s Dantian, right?”
“Therefore, I implore you to help me restore my grandson’s Dantian. I will offer you a generous gift as compensation for the Snow Goose Sect’s wrongdoing.”
“Furthermore, I promise you one thing. Whatever you say, I will do, even if you want the head of the Western Ting Demon Saint, I will do my best to get it for you!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone’s hearts were startled.
Song Hansheng and others’ faces were unprecedentedly ugly at this moment.
When Song Hongtian said these words, they understood that the Snow Goose Sect had completely lost this time, losing without dignity.
“Then let me use the Soul Suppressing Jade,” Master Li Hanzhou said indifferently.
“Okay.”
“Oh?”
Now it was Master Li Hanzhou’s turn to be surprised.
He did not expect Song Hongtian to agree so readily, after all, the Soul Suppressing Jade to the Snow Goose Sect, could be considered their Sect’s Treasured Artifact.
“However, the Soul Suppressing Jade is in the Snow Goose Sect. If I go back to get it, it will take a lot of time.”
Song Hongtian explained.
“It’s okay, I’m not in a hurry. Just bring the Soul Suppressing Jade and the person to me when you have time.”
Master Li Hanzhou said, anyway, he certainly wouldn’t go to the Glazed Snow Kingdom now.
After all, it was a foreign country to him, very unfamiliar, and there were many Sects with good relations with the Snow Goose Sect. What if he was attacked if he went?
It’s safer to stay here.
“Alright.”
Song Hongtian agreed without hesitation, then looked at Master Li Hanzhou, bowed and said, “Then when I’m ready, I’ll bring the Soul Suppressing Jade and my grandson to you.”
After saying this, he turned and left.
Seeing this, Song Hansheng and the others quickly followed.
A great battle came to an end. Master Li Hanzhou gazed at the backs of the Snow Goose Sect members gradually moving away, feeling rather happy.
It seemed that Song Hongtian wasn’t faking, so his chance to return to his original body was imminent.
At the same time, the result of the great battle between Master Li Hanzhou and Song Hongtian spread to various countries and sects.
For a time, the name Xiao Han of the King of Northern Qi’s Mansion became the talk of everyone.
Even some Sects used the saying “Look at Xiao Han” when teaching their disciples.
When the Sect disciples heard this, how could they not be envious and jealous in their restless hearts?
Some gossipers called Master Li Hanzhou the youngest Sword Immortal in the history of the Tianxuan Realm, and even gave him the title of Fallen Sword Immortal.
But strangely, when the title of Fallen Sword Immortal spread, the major Sects did not object, but fell into collective silence.
On Divine Peak Mountain, Fang Beixian looked at Luo Jinyi in front of him and asked, “Master, is that Xiao Han really that strong? He can actually be called a Sword Immortal by others?”
The fierce mountain wind blew Luo Jinyi’s robe, and he said without turning his head, “He can discuss Dao with me as someone of the same generation.”
Fang Beixian’s pupils constricted. Since his Master said so, the title of Fallen Sword Immortal was well-deserved.
It also meant that he had lost his advantage among the younger generation.
Wuji Palace.
Hong Tiandu sat in the corner of the eaves paved with blue tiles, looking up at the Divine Palace, with a trace of frustration in his heart.
He muttered to himself, “I originally thought that I would be invincible when I was born, but I didn’t expect that not only did someone defeat me, but someone even achieved Sword Immortality at such a fast speed…”
“Tiandu.”
At this time, Hong Ruhai’s figure appeared in front of him, and said lightly, “That Xiao Han was simply born for the sword. Tiandu, you have done very well. If in the future you advance to the Immortal Realm, and if you have a chance to fight with him, who wins and who loses is still uncertain.”
“Yes, Master.” Hong Tiandu’s face flashed with a trace of fluctuation, and strong fighting spirit rose in his eyes again.
Blood Sacrifice Pavilion.
Dao Canggu held a paintbrush, quickly painting a picture, but the picture was of a youth’s figure.
If anyone from the King of Northern Qi’s Mansion saw it, they would be very surprised. Isn’t this His Highness the Heir?
Dao Canggu gazed at his artwork, silent for a long time before sighing, “Truly, each generation produces its own outstanding talents!”
Divine Palace Dragon Court.
Third Prince’s Mansion.
Yu Qinghe sat in a quiet, closed secret chamber, his eyes burning as he looked at the person in front of him, and said, “I need your help with something.”
This person was one of his subordinates, and the most inconspicuous one among many subordinates.
“Your Highness, just tell me what you need. This subordinate will do his best.”
“Good, I didn’t misjudge you.”
Yu Qinghe praised without hesitation, and then said, “Just stand in front of me and don’t move.”
“Understood, Your Highness.”
Although he was a little puzzled about what Yu Qinghe wanted to do, this subordinate still obediently followed instructions.
Yu Qinghe slowly took out the Spirit Summoning Talisman from his bosom.
As the True Qi in his hand poured into the Spirit Summoning Talisman, the talisman suddenly flashed with a faint light.
In an instant, a very unique aura instantly filled the entire secret chamber.
Yu Qinghe also felt the difference.
It seemed that around the secret chamber, several indistinct figures appeared out of thin air. According to Xiao Han’s statement, those figures were the ghosts of the dead, and that aura was the Yin Energy carried by the ghosts.
Yu Qinghe took a deep breath, quickly pasted the Spirit Summoning Talisman onto the subordinate in front of him, and said, “This son, Yu Qinghe, requests the spirit of Father Emperor to appear!”
After doing all this, Yu Qinghe quietly waited.
After returning to his mansion from the King of Northern Qi’s Mansion, he had been thinking about the authenticity of Master Li Hanzhou and the Spirit Summoning Talisman.
After all, this was a matter that could cost him his head if he made a mistake, even with his princely status.
After careful consideration, he decided to test the authenticity on one of his subordinates.
In this way, even if it was fake, he wouldn’t bear any risk.
At this time.
The Yin Energy filling the secret chamber quickly gathered on the subordinate. In a short while.
The subordinate’s body slightly stiffened, and his eyes and expression suddenly changed.
Seeing the subordinate’s eyes.
Yu Qinghe was slightly stunned. The eyes and expression were surprisingly similar to his Father Emperor.
His heart stirred, and he tentatively called out, “Father Emperor.”
The next moment, the subordinate slowly looked at Yu Qinghe: “He… how… why… are you… here?”
“I’m not… already… body-seized… already dead…”
Yu Qinghe’s expression was somewhat uncertain. He calmed his mind, didn’t waste words, and asked some trivial matters that only he and the real Emperor Yu Yang knew.
Regarding these trivial matters, Emperor Yu Yang, possessing the subordinate, spoke intermittently, but the description was exactly the same.
Only then did he confirm that the soul possessing his subordinate was indeed the deceased Emperor Yu Yang.
“Father Emperor, how did you become like this?” Yu Qinghe took a deep breath and asked.
“He… someone body-seized… be careful… don’t act rashly… protect your life…”
Mumbled words came from the subordinate’s mouth.
Yu Qinghe also understood why his usually articulate Father Emperor had become like this.
This was entirely because after so many years, Emperor Yu Yang’s soul was on the verge of shattering. It was already good that he could speak.
Time was limited, Yu Qinghe directly got to the point and questioned Emperor Yu Yang’s soul.
After Emperor Yu Yang’s explanation, he learned some things.
And at this moment, he completely believed that the person currently on the throne was undoubtedly a fake!
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