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Chapter 673: Corpse Carrier(2/2)

"I guess you can't see the paper makers. They can hide better than the corpse carriers, but I can teach you the paper tie technique if I have the chance in the future." Ye Xuan said.

"Okay." Zhou Bingyi was quite disappointed, but it got better after a while. After all, she saw the person carrying the body, so it was over and it was just a wish.

Just then.

Ye Xuan's smile faded and he sighed slightly.

When everyone saw this, they were a little confused.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Youwei asked softly.

"It's okay." Ye Xuan shook his head.

At that moment, the feeling he had left on Ning Zongtang disappeared.

This means that Ning Zongtang died in Zhongxuan Mountain.

He had already anticipated Ning Zongtang's behavior, which was also the significance of his conversation with Ning Zongtang.

Unfortunately, Ning Zongtang insisted on his own idea, and Ye Xuan did not persuade him.

Ning Zongtang has been sleeping for 40,000 years. Coupled with the tragic defeat 40,000 years ago, his sword heart is actually in pieces.

Even after Ning Zongtang woke up, he still showed terrifying strength.

But Ning Zongtang's sword heart was always on the verge of collapse.

This is very fatal to a sword cultivator.

It's just that Ning Zongtang has been holding on for the sake of Huangji Immortal Sect.

He is a dying person after all.

Not even Ye Xuan can save a heartbroken person.

Ning Zongtang's action this time was actually reshaping the sword's heart, and it also announced the end of the old era of the Huangji Immortal Sect, and handed out the sword to the new generation of the Huangji Immortal Sect.

This is a spiritual inheritance, which is great.

Ye Xuan respects such a person.

In the endless years, Ye Xuan has seen many people. They may not be outstanding, or even just ordinary people.

But what they did is worthy of admiration.

Ning Zongtang is one of them.

A young man who once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with a sword, in his twilight years, handed out the last sword to his descendants.

The sword points at Zhongxuan Mountain.

The first mountain in the Eastern Wasteland that once belonged to the Huangji Immortal Sect.

It seems to be telling the world.

Zhongxuan Mountain, after all, belongs to the Huangji Immortal Sect.

Getting it back is just a matter of time!

"It should belong to the Emperor's Immortal Sect, and it will always belong to the Emperor's Immortal Sect." Ye Xuan looked up at the sky and said softly.
Chapter completed!
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