.At the entrance, Ling Feiyu happened to turn around, about to leave."You're here, why are you leaving" Yun Hao asked.Ling Feiyu didn't turn around, but the redness on her ears betrayed her nervousnes...Yun Hao's voice, within the Soul Pond, transformed into surging sound waves.

After a few breaths had passed.

Suddenly.

A sharp, piercing whistle tore through the air.

A figure shrouded in the sinister aura of a dark curse erupted forward.

"Boom!"

The moment this figure landed, the ground within a radius of one thousand meters sank.

"Who...who are you..."

A raspy voice came out, it could be confirmed, this was a woman.

Even though the figure was shrouded in the dark magic aura, Yun Hao could be almost certain that it wasn't Cang Yao.

But... the soul-nourishing aura released after the Soul Jade shattered, emanated from this figure.

That is to say, even if it wasn't Cang Yao, whoever received the soul jade that Cang Yao kept close at all times would surely have a close connection with Cang Yao!

"Why is the Soul Jade of Cang Yao in your possession" Yun Hao roared.

"Cyan Jade... you... who are you, how do you know my master's true name... You, you must be my master's enemy, that's it! Only those who my master spoke of, the ones who killed my ancestor, would know his name!"

This figure suddenly shot towards Yun Hao, her hand gathering power into a sword that slashed out.

Sword energy slashes wildly, agile and exquisite!

This is Yunhao.

A sword technique, a low-grade one, that was once created solely for Cang Yao.

Yun Hao, who deeply understood the intricacies of this sword technique, reacted instantly. A flash of lightning erupted beneath his feet, and he unleashed his Three Thousand Lei Phantom Bodies, creating a safe distance amidst the howling, dense sword qi without sustaining any harm.

Next, with a whoosh, the Su Xin Sword unsheathed itself, slicing through the air with a blazing sword light.

The moment the Heartless Sword appeared.

The figure, which had originally intended to continue attacking Yun Hao, suddenly halted its attack and blocked Yun Hao's sword.

She stood still.

"The Sword of Purity... How did Master's sword end up in your hands..."

Master once said that the Subhuti Sword was a gift from her master. In this world, only she and her master are able to wield the Subhuti Sword!

Moreover, the Suxin Sword was lost as early as when Master opened the first Nine Hells Reincarnation...

This figure stood there, overwhelmed by an unparalleled shock.

Yun Hao looked at the figure before him.

From what he heard, he realized... the person before him was actually Cang Yao's disciple, which meant he was his own grandson!

No wonder the Soul Jade that Cang Yao always kept close to her would be on her body!

No wonder she actually knows the unique sword technique I created specifically for Cang Yao!

"Yún Yáo, she is my disciple!" Yun Hào roared.

The woman, enveloped by the power of a witch's curse, visibly trembled violently.

"You... you're my master"

"No, it's impossible. Master said that Grandmaster was betrayed by Yang Tianhua and the Four Sacred Lords, forced to fight against the Heavenly Palace ahead of schedule, and died at the hands of the gods..."

That's all I have to say on that.

Clearly, because her emotions were fluctuating wildly, the magical power enveloping her body lost its suppression and erupted violently!

"Ah!"

Screams of unimaginable pain followed.

Yun Hao saw this, his brows furrowed. Nine flying swords shot out in an instant.

The flying sword surrounded the woman, bursting forth with fierce sword energy, forming a cage-like barrier.

Yun Hao clasped his hands together, sketching golden spirit runes. The runes spread out, converging into chains of gold.

A golden chain wrapped around the woman's torso and hands and feet, preventing her from moving.

The next moment, Yun Hao's right middle and index fingers aligned, he took a step forward, his figure surging to the woman's front, sword finger pointing at her forehead!

It has been half an hour.

The black, witchy aura that cloaked the woman finally dissipated.

Floating in the clouds, within Hao's vision, was a naked woman's body.

Tall and graceful!

Even with a pale complexion, her stunning beauty is evident!

Yun Hao's heart moved, and he immediately removed the golden chains and sword formations. A long robe flew out from his storage ring and landed on the woman's body.

"Not only have you been struck by a soul-targeting curse, but your body also harbors the venom of a top-grade silver worm. Right now, I've temporarily suppressed both the venom and the power of the curse." Yun Hao said.

The woman looked at the simple heart sword in Yun Hao's hand, and then at the nine flying swords floating beside him. Her face was filled with an unbelievable and intense shock.

"You... you are really Shizu"

Yun Hao: “I found Cang Yao in a pile of corpses.”

This is a secret that only Yun Hao and Cang Yao know.

Yun Hao felt that since Cang Yao had told her disciples about his evil disciple Yang Tianhua and the traitor Si Fang Sheng Zhu, she should have also mentioned this secret.

As soon as these words were spoken.

The woman no longer had any doubts, with a thud, she knelt directly on the ground.

"Xia Xuan pays respects to the Master Ancestor!"

Her voice was filled with excitement, and tears of joy streamed down her eyes. Her voice choked with emotion as she said, "If Master knew that his ancestor was still alive... he would be overjoyed..."

Yun Hao: “Get up.”

Xia Xuan stood up, but still bowed slightly, showing respect for the master before her.

The robe she had on, with its naturally open neckline…

"Where is Cang Yao" Yun Hao asked.

This is what he cares about most!

Xia Xuan: "Reporting to Master Ancestor, a thousand years ago, Master appeared in the ancient Xia kingdom and established the Nine Hells Demon Sect. Although called a Demon Sect, Master's actions were aimed at upholding justice."

Master was in Daxia ancient country, in a short period of time, he gained extremely high prestige and was called the Nine Hells Demon Venerable.

I admire my master deeply, so I went to pay my respects beforehand. After many things happened, my master finally agreed to take me as his disciple.

Just less than a year after I became my master's disciple, suddenly, a mysterious person descended upon the ancient country of Daxia. They were at odds with my master everywhere they went. According to my master, that person seemed to be the saint son from the Eastern Desolate Holy Land.

Originally,

Master doesn't fear that Holy Son. In their several confrontations, he beat that so-called Holy Son until he fled in disgrace.

The Ninth Cycle of the Nine Hells Demon Art practiced by Master required him to go through the Tribulation of Love, and he had to practice dual cultivation with a man. If he didn't, Master would be struck back by the backlash of the Tribulation of Love.

His master carried it for hundreds of years, never able to complete the ninth reincarnation of the demon prison, and every fifteenth day of the month he would be tormented by the emotional tribulation, living a life worse than death.

The despicable Saint Son from the Dong荒 Sacred Land somehow learned of our situation and, on a night of full moon, ambushed my master who was in a state of backlash. This resulted in my master being severely wounded. In a critical moment, my master used a secret technique, burning his life essence, to escape with me.

The shameless Saint Son of the Eastern Waste Sacred Land, in the blink of an eye, propped up a puppet to become the emperor of the ancient Xia Kingdom. He mobilized the entire ancient kingdom and used cruel means to eradicate the Nine Nether Demon Sect, then devoted all his efforts to searching for his master's whereabouts.

My master and I wandered from place to place, constantly on the run for several years. We were always struggling between life and death. During this time, my master told me many stories about his own master.

I finally understand why Master couldn't pass the tribulation of love... Because, in Master's heart, forever and ever, there is only one man, Master.

Later, even people from the Southern Border Holy Land came. Using the art of raising insects, they found me and my master. At the last moment, my master saved me, but my master... was captured.

After I escaped, my body was afflicted by the powerful magic arts of the Nanzhang Holy Land. The only way to survive was to set up a soul pool using the methods my master taught me, nurturing my soul with soul jade.

But just a short time ago, the energy within the Soul Jade was constantly being depleted. It could no longer suppress the eerie power emanating from the Nanjiang Holy Land, and then came the Soul Pool anomaly...

After hearing Xiaoxuan's words.

Yun Hao's hand gripping the sword, knuckles white, veins bulging.

The Four Divine Lords were ungrateful and treacherous, causing him to perish in the Heavenly Palace War of his past life.

And now, among the Four Sacred Lords, people from the Eastern Waste Holy Land and the Southern Border Holy Land are still relentlessly pursuing his disciple, Cang Yao… A thousand years ago, Cang Yao's ninth reincarnation was taken away by them, and her life or death remains unknown to this day!

Although Cang Yao's cultivation of the Nine Nether Demon Art is said to be a cycle of nine hells, with each cycle bringing a new body, as long as one reincarnation body dies, all other reincarnation bodies will vanish into dust!

"Four Guardians, you despicable wretches, you wait for me! It won't be long before I cleave you down with my sword and reduce you to dust!"

Yun Hao roared at the heavens, his voice hoarse and filled with boundless hatred, anger, and killing intent. The entire Soul Pool's world shifted in color as a result!s voice was extremely weak.She endured the attack of a powerful cultivator at the Cave Heaven Realm, and then, despite her injuries, used her enchanting abilities to disrupt the killing move of anothe...