Nine Dragons War Sovereign

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Night descended, and the bright moon appeared in the sky.

Inside the Southern Martial Continent, in the Ye family mansion, a figure stood Ye Ling's courtyard. This person had a petite stature and was dressed in green.

She was Xia Yao, and even though the Ye Family had given her a name, she did not know who she was, or why she was reluctant to let go of that person.

Seeing that the inside of the courtyard was brightly decorated and brimming with joy, yet the inside of the house was completely dark, Xia Yao hesitated, wondering if he should enter that closed door.

Inside the house, Ye Ling was currently experiencing the pain of a life or death struggle. Because he had forcefully used the Nine Colored Heaven Thunder, his vitality had been damaged and the mana in his body had been severely depleted.

If not for his strong physique, the protection of the Xue Wuya, and the ability of the Bloodthirsty Lotus to regenerate, he would have been burnt to ashes by now.

In order to save Xia Yao, he had used up all his remaining life force, causing his life force to be completely exhausted.

Ye Ling sat cross-legged on the ground, red light flickering inside his body. The Bloodthirsty Lotus was helping him recover his blood energy while his own primordial spirit was fast asleep.

Just as Ye Ling was about to lose consciousness, the Xue Wuya in his body suddenly flew out and looked at Ye Ling with a serious expression.

"Pluto has Nine Revolutions, but you have Nine Lives." The Xue Wuya looked at Ye Ling and actually said something inexplicable.

But, just as the Xue Wuya finished speaking, it raised its hand and waved. The Buried Skies Coffin appeared in mid air and released a blinding light that enveloped Ye Ling.

Following that, the Xue Wuya walked out and directly flew into the inner part of the Buried Skies Coffin. Streams of blood light directly dropped down and wrapped Ye Ling's body, turning him into a blood cocoon.

The blood stained energy from inside quickly rushed into Ye Ling's body, and above him, Buried Skies Coffin's coffin lid suddenly opened, and a blood hand extended out from inside and suddenly pressed onto Ye Ling's head.

"Ah …!"

The unconscious Ye Ling suddenly screamed out, the blood light surrounding his body, instantly merged with his body, his shriveled up body quickly expanded.

Having lost his blood energy, he instantly recovered. At the same time, his vitality also recovered rapidly, and with the help of the blood hands, Ye Ling's injuries finally recovered.

Outside the door, Xia Yao suddenly heard a miserable cry from inside the room, and his confused face instantly tensed up and filled with fear.

Xia Yao clenched her teeth, she was still unable to calm down, she anxiously took a step forward and directly broke through the door, but when she looked into the room, Ye Ling's entire body was releasing a red light, above her head, there was a pair of blood coffin s, she was scared stiff.

"Buried Skies Coffin?"

When Xia Yao looked at Ye Ling who was seated cross-legged, a hoarse and ice-cold voice actually came from within her body.

When Xia Yao heard the voice, her eyes suddenly widened, but just as she opened her mouth, her body froze in place, as though she was petrified.

Following that, a black light flew out from between her eyebrows, and transformed into a black robed man who stood in front of Ye Ling.

He was Yin Jiuquan.

When Yin Jiuquan appeared, his expression was somewhat ice-cold. As he looked at the Buried Skies Coffin above Ye Ling's head, greed actually surfaced in his eyes, followed by an evil grin, "I didn't expect that the Blood God's most precious Buried Skies Coffin would actually be in this kid's hands."

Yin Jiuquan was slightly surprised. Who didn't know the great name of the Blood God?

Seeing the Buried Skies Coffin taking the initiative to help Ye Ling heal, Yin Jiuquan shook his head, and then directly walked towards Ye Ling, raising his hand to grab the Buried Skies Coffin.

"Whiz!"

Before the big hand of Yin Jiuquan could approach the Buried Skies Coffin, a blood arrow flew out from the Buried Skies Coffin and struck on Yin Jiuquan's palm.

Puff!

Yin Jiuquan's palm was punctured. A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Thump! Thump!

Yin Jiuquan retreated, his expression turned extremely cold. He stared at the Buried Skies Coffin and asked, "There's someone inside?"

"Scram!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Without waiting for Yin Jiuquan to react, an angry shout suddenly came from inside the Buried Skies Coffin. Following which, the Xue Wuya slowly walked out from inside the Buried Skies Coffin, looking at Yin Jiuquan with a face full of killing intent.

"Blood god?" The moment Yin Jiuquan saw the Xue Wuya, his expression changed drastically. He quickly retreated and said, "How are you still alive?"

"Ignorant child."

"Don't think that just because you control the path of the Yellow Springs, you can see through everything in the world. This old man is not someone you can understand."

The Xue Wuya sneered, then laughed at Yin Jiu Quan's ignorance, in his eyes, no one could see through him.

"You truly are worthy of being called the Blood God. It seems that you have transcended the heavens. Otherwise, how could your name not exist in my Underworld World?" Yin Jiuquan looked upset. He had failed this time.

"You want to control all living things with a mere Underworld?"

"You are not qualified! Are you going to let me send you away, or are you going to disappear from my sight? "

The Xue Wuya bellowed, her expression instantly turning cold. Her blood red eyes stared straight at Yin Jiuquan, but in her heart, she was worried that Ye Ling might be disturbed.

At the moment, Ye Ling was at a critical juncture. Naturally, he could not be interrupted by Yin Jiuquan, which was why Xue Wuya were so tyrannical.

Looking at the Xue Wuya in front of him, Yin Jiuquan revealed a sly smile. He suddenly took a step forward and raised his hand, causing a black light to erupt from his palm. It instantly shot towards the Xue Wuya.

The Xue Wuya frowned, he instantly took a step forward, his fist horizontally across the sky, and a blood-red light shone like the sun, welcoming the attack in an instant.

Boom!

A loud bang sounded out like a clap of thunder.

Puff!

Yin Jiu Quan spat out blood and retreated. His whole body's aura was chaotic, and his figure unexpectedly became dim.

Yin Jiuquan's face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear. He could tell that the Xue Wuya was indeed not acting.

Swish!

The Xue Wuya suddenly took a step forward, a bloody light appearing in its right hand as it launched a palm attack towards Yin Jiuquan.

Whoosh!

Violent winds began to blow, and a baleful aura filled the air.

Yin Jiuquan's face was ashen. He waved his hand towards the incoming attack. With a loud bang, both of his arms exploded.

The Xue Wuya on the other side frowned, then suddenly approached Yin Jiuquan. It was extremely fast, and its attacks were even more ruthless and ruthless.

Puff!

The Xue Wuya's giant hand pierced through Yin Jiuquan's chest.

Without waiting for Yin Jiu Quan to scream, his own body exploded, transforming into a ray of black light, flying quickly towards Xia Yao.

Seeing that, the Xue Wuya raised his hand and waved it. The Buried Skies Coffin spat out a ray of blood light and it enveloped Xia Yao's body in an instant. The black light that was formed by Yin Jiuquan struck the blood light.

BANG!

The black light dispersed, and the last wisp of soul remembrance of Yin Jiuquan was directly shattered.

Yin Jiu Quan disappeared, but the Xue Wuya's body was much dimmer, he frowned as he looked at Xia Yao, then immediately turned and flew back into the Buried Skies Coffin and disappeared.

Ye Ling's room recovered its calmness, the Buried Skies Coffin returned to Ye Ling's body, and even if Xia Yao, who had been fixed in place, regained her freedom, she still stood there in a daze without moving.

As for Ye Ling, his body was currently recovering and although the life essence in his body was not saturated, he looked to be in his twenties or thirties again.

Time passed in the blink of an eye.

Early morning of the second day, Ye Ling who was sitting cross-legged on the ground finally opened his eyes. A ray of red light emerged from his body, and with a bang, a terrifying wave of air exploded out, shaking the house.

However, Xia Yao, who had been standing in the room the whole night and hadn't moved, felt the incoming wave of air, and couldn't help but take a few steps back before realizing that she was still alive.

"Xia Yao?" The awakened Ye Ling, after feeling that there were no major problems within his body, was just about to get up when he saw the living Xia Yao. He hastily stood up and walked forward.

When Xia Yao approached her, she actually backed off quickly with a look of fear on her face. It was because she felt unfamiliar with Ye Ling that she reacted instinctively.

Ye Ling hid back into his hiding and his expression suddenly became serious. Looking at the cowardly Xia Yao in front of him, Ye Ling could not help but think of what Ying Tianxiong had said.

"Did she really forget me?" Ye Ling had always owed Xia Yao a lot in his heart, but now, he wanted to make it up to them.

"Are you my man?" Just as Ye Ling was feeling a little sad in his heart, Xia Yao who was standing opposite him actually asked a question about the mentally weak wind.

Hearing that, Ye Ling was startled, for a moment he did not know how to answer Xia Yao's question.

"Are you hesitating?"

"You don't like me. Your eyes are full of pity for me. You are pitying me."

Ye Ling was embarrassed, and didn't know how to reply. The opposing, was actually asking her back every single question, as if everything that Ye Ling was thinking, was nowhere to be seen in front of her.

Ye Ling's old face was flushed red, and he had been clearly seen by Xia Yao. This made him blame himself in his heart, and he had looked at Xia Yao for a long time, not knowing how to explain himself.

"Then are you still willing to stay with me?"

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Ling still couldn't help but ask Xia Yao in the end. He really wanted to know if the current Xia Yao had any feelings for him.

Facing Ye Ling's inquiry, Xia Yao actually looked at Ye Ling, and two streams of tears flowed down unwittingly, following that, he shook his head and said, "I don't want to! But my heart hurts. "

Seeing Xia Yao's expression and hearing everything she said, Ye Ling's heart instantly ached. Ye Ling looked at Xia Yao with tears in his eyes. The unwillingness in his heart caused him to directly extend his hands and embrace Xia Yao.

He himself had truly let Xia Yao down, and the only thing he could do now was to let Xia Yao be happy and forget about the past.

Ye Ling hugged Xia Yao, the two of them revealed sad expressions, they nestled together, but did not say anything.

"Ye Ling, quickly return to the sect!"

Just as Ye Ling had not calmed his emotions, in his mind, he suddenly heard Sect Leader Qiongyu's summons.

Ye Ling frowned, his expression suddenly became gloomy, the Sect Leader Qiongyu had personally sent a sound transmission to him, then something big must have happened.

Thinking about it, Ye Ling had no choice but to push the absent-minded Xia Yao away from his embrace, and then said with a serious face while looking at Xia Yao: "I must immediately rush back to Sky Dragon Sect, I can't accompany you anymore."

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Xia Yao's expression became a little dejected. She had just managed to find a trace of warmth, but Ye Ling had already extinguished it.

Xia Yao raised his head, looked at Ye Ling, and lightly nodded as he said softly, "Go! I also want to be alone for a moment. When you return, I will give you a definite answer. "