Ye Chen looked at the old man after hearing this. Of course he knew this. It was his use of the Lotus Sutra to exterminate the genius that brought about the thunder tribulation. However, if he did not protect the old man, the old man would be completely wiped out by that inexplicable force, and his body and spirit would be destroyed.
"Sir, you don't have to protect the small ones. The small ones have not had much time left, so you don't have to pay such a big price for the small ones."
Although the old man did not say it clearly, he also knew very well that the thunder tribulation in the sky was too terrible and could not be resisted by Ye Chen, who was reincarnated and rebuilt, so he asked Ye Chen to give up protection.
And as the old man said, he has no time left, and even if Ye Chen can protect him, he will not have a few days to live.
Ye Chen couldn't help looking at the old man with deep eyes when he heard this. There were countless restrictions in the old man's body. These restrictions were left by Mo Xueming, and they were actually a means to make the old man die after the old man woke up.
Mo Xueming's ban was very vicious. He started from the old man's own soul and had no way to crack it.
Although the old man would not die due to Mo Xueming's ban under the treatment of Ye Chen's elixir, this kind of prohibition is irreversible, even Ye Chen can't do it, so the old man will die in a few days.
At the same time, Ye Chen also realized that the old man's cause and effect was too serious. If he forced him to save him, he would have unimaginable consequences. In addition, the terrifying thunder in the sky, Ye Chen could only give up.
"Okay." Ye Chen dissipated from the Buddha's light barrier, and the terrifying thunder above the sky disappeared.
Ye Chen looked at the old man again and said in a deep voice: "I wonder what your name is?"
"Haha, the little one is called Wang Yunting." The old man grinned and looked extremely relaxed when he heard this.
"Sir, you don't have to blame yourself for the young. It's worth living for so long."
After saying that, Wang Yunting was completely shrouded in that inexplicable force.
At this moment, Ye Chen felt an inexplicable terrifying aura emerged from the inexplicable power, as if the most terrifying existence in the world.
For a moment, everyone present felt creepy, and in the center of inexplicable power, Wang Yunting's body was wiped out bit by bit, and finally completely disappeared from the world.
This scene silenced the atmosphere, and the power just now shocked everyone.
Ye Chen looked deeply at the place where Wang Yunting disappeared, and saw a silver-white hair slowly falling down. It belonged to Wang Yunting. He disappeared, leaving only this hair.
Ye Chen waved his palm and called his hair into his hand. Then he built a tomb for Wang Yunting on the top of the mountain behind the Demon Palace. The hair was lying in the tomb, completely covering it with the energy of Hongmeng to allow the hair to last forever.
...
At the same time, in the upper realm, a land full of blood and energy.
Sword marks on the ground.
It seems to represent that this place has experienced many vicissitudes.
What was even more shocking was that there was a huge monument of 100 meters high in the center of the blood land.
Various names are engraved on the giant monument.
Deep as bloody.
The top, the first row, there are ten names side by side, and there is also a familiar name.
Ren Feifan.
"Old Ye, how long has it been since we came to this place?"
"Time is like a flash of time. The end of cultivation is endless years, and eternal life is a science."
A man with a blood moon flowing faintly in his pupils said lightly.
If Ye Chen was here, he would definitely find that this was the mysterious responsibility!
At this moment, Ren Feifan looked at the stone tablet, and his eyes seemed to be infinitely yearning.
Old Ye pondered for a while, then said, "It's been a long time..."
"The practitioners rarely think about the meaning of time."
"I just practice, but I ignore a lot."
"The lover around you, the scenery around you."
Ren Feifan smiled slightly: "Old Ye, you are feeling again. We are just people who are pushed away by fate."
"In this life, I have been trying to break the illusory thing, but in the end I find it's empty."
"Maybe, it depends on whether Ye Chen can do it."
Old Ye's eyes sank and he continued, "If I'm not wrong, he should have seen the man in the Nether Palace now."
Ren Feifan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Indeed, I can feel that he could control the first moon that was able to control the Blood Moon and the Heaven-Slaying Slash not long ago."
"In this life, I have not taken the Blood Moon Sky-Slaying Slash to the extreme. I hope he can do it."
Old Ye thought of something and said curiously: "This martial art is not about using the power of the Blood Moon. It has something to do with your bloodline. How can Ye Chen use it?"
Ren Feifan stretched out his hand, touched the sword marks on the stone tablet, and said, "The Dragon Sword of the Falling Dust seals part of my Blood Moon's power. With the help of this sword, he can naturally use it. However, according to his current strength, the Blood Moon Sky-Slaying Sword is not used casually, and it has great restrictions...it will even have an impact on the body."
"Maybe it can be used once every once in a while."
"I'm very curious whether Ye Chen can gather the Nine-level Blood Moon. I buried a huge easter egg in the Dragon Subduing Sword of the Dragon."
Old Ye was stunned, and his eyes fell on the stone tablet: "How many names on this are still alive?"
"The existence that once stood by you disappeared, disappeared, retired, hey, that era of heroes fighting for hegemony seems to be over."
However, Ren Feifan interrupted at this moment, "Old Ye, we can't say that there are some things we can't say absolutely. We may have to wait for Ye Chen to slowly recover that part of his memory."
"Also, Mr. Ye, do you really think the people on the stone tablet have disappeared?"
"You may have forgotten the secret control of the Lord of Reincarnation back then."
Hearing this sentence, Old Ye's face changed and his pupils dilated: "Are you talking about... Yin and Yang Temple?"
Ren Feifan's mouth outlined a playful arc: "The Yin-Yang Temple has always been a legendary thing. No one knows the origin of those people in the temple. If anyone knows it, it is probably only the Lord of Reincarnation."
"Sometimes I even think that you and I think you are the layouter. Will the real layouter be the Lord of Reincarnation? And we are just part of the chess game he played."
"The things behind this Yin-Yang Temple are too big."
Just as Ren Feifan and Ye Lao said something, the fluctuations in the void appeared again!
The two looked at each other, a little surprised!
"She's still here."
Ren Feifan said helplessly.
Old Ye’s dantian fluctuated his spiritual power and was ready to take action: “Do you need to leave?”
Ren Feifan refused and said, "There is no need for this, sometimes hiding cannot solve the problem."
The next moment, the void tear apart.
A woman in an ice blue jade suit and a group of powerful warriors all arrived!
Everyone has a strange rune engraved on them.
Rune blue, extremely mysterious.
The woman in the lead had long black hair shawl and a blue ribbon was simply bound.
The eyes are like a pool of clear water, with runes flowing faintly.
In a vague way, you can feel the source energy flowing around her!
Cultivation is undoubtedly the strongest among the many strong people around her!
Her eyes were staring at Ren Feifan tightly, and her eyes seemed to be burning with anger!
Chapter completed!