The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 2295 - 2292: The Grand Trend

The white-haired maiden of the Taoist sect of Longevity stepped forward, emerald clouds appeared beneath her feet, and her Daoist robe enveloped her flawless immortal body.

Her white hair danced in the windless air.

A horsetail whisk appeared in her hand.

In this moment, she possessed the demeanor of an immortal yet descended like a Goddess to the mortal world.

Two qualities combined in one person, yet there was no sense of contradiction.

She calmly looked at Ye Xuan, expressing the thoughts in her heart.

After she finished speaking, a formless aura formed around Yunlu Mountain Sword Extreme Cave, enveloping Ye Xuan.

Sharp and unparalleled.

It was as if billions of Flying Swords were aiming to kill Ye Xuan, piercing his heart with countless blades.

Ye Xuan felt a stinging pain on his skin, causing his brow to twitch slightly.

Since achieving Great Success of the Taoist Body, he had never experienced such agony.

Even a life-threatening blow from the Quasi-Emperor Realm could hardly break his Taoist Body’s defense, let alone harm him.

Boom!

The next moment.

A layer of eerie black energy suddenly manifested on Ye Xuan’s body.

This was Ye Xuan’s Immortal Profound Power.

With the appearance of the Immortal Profound Power, the stinging sensation disappeared into nothingness.

The white-haired maiden looked at Ye Xuan, her eyes like precious stones with an expression of understanding, muttering, "So it is you..."

Ye Xuan remained focused on the white-haired maiden.

In the next instant, Ye Xuan’s form suddenly appeared before the white-haired maiden, his fist aimed directly at her flawless, delicate face!

Without any warning.

But the power that exploded in that moment was enough to astonish countless beings.

It seemed as if everything from all directions was shattering under the force of that punch!

Boom————

A gale swept back.

The maiden’s robe clung to her body, accentuating her enticing perfect curves.

Her mane of white hair also danced wildly at the nape of her neck.

However, her flawless, delicate face showed no trace of fear.

What was present was a tranquility as calm as still water.

Ultimately.

Ye Xuan’s punch stopped three inches before the white-haired maiden, going no further.

The white-haired maiden continued to watch Ye Xuan, seeing Ye Xuan halt, she smiled slightly and said, "You know, I mean no harm."

Ye Xuan gently lowered his right fist, his expression indifferent: "If it were not so, this punch would have claimed half your life."

This person’s various actions were extremely rude and tyrannical.

If he did not know that the other held no malice, Ye Xuan would not hesitate to use two punches to shatter her head.

The white-haired maiden blinked, laughed, "You won’t kill me; never."

Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow, "If you pull this kind of stunt a few more times, that might not be certain."

The white-haired maiden shook her head, "No more, I intend to travel beyond the realms, leaving the Luotian Grand Jiao to you."

"By the way."

The white-haired maiden gazed at Ye Xuan and softly said, "If you wish to become an Emperor, make sure to discard that willow branch."

"What do you mean?"

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed.

The white-haired maiden smiled gently, "Literal meaning."

Once she finished speaking, the figure of the white-haired maiden slowly vanished.

Ye Xuan furrowed his brow, did not pursue.

For he sensed she was no longer present in this realm.

No longer in All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

What she referred to as beyond the realms is outside All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

But what did her last statement mean?

Discard Old Ghost Liu Tree’s branch?

What did she know?

Ye Xuan felt a bit puzzled.

Logically, although she was the eldest of the Taoist sect, she spent most of her time asleep.

Had there been a confrontation between her and Old Ghost Liu Tree?

Ye Xuan did not know.

He also did not understand what the other was ultimately trying to express with that last statement.

However...

At first, Ye Xuan had not intended to keep Old Ghost Liu Tree’s branch when becoming an Emperor.

Despite his deep friendship with Old Ghost Liu Tree.

But he’d said before, certain things are merely bound by interests.

One can only wholly trust oneself.

"After becoming an Emperor, I must find you and have a good talk..."

Ye Xuan looked in the direction where the white-haired maiden departed, lightly murmuring.

He felt she certainly knew a lot.

Perhaps the two could join forces.

"Hmm?"

At this moment.

Ye Xuan suddenly glanced at the jade bed in the Sword Extreme Cave, where a strand of white hair was left, exuding a gentle glow.

Clearly left by the white-haired maiden.

But would such level of being lose hair?

Obviously impossible.

Unless it was intentional.

Ye Xuan walked to the jade bed, reached out and grasped that white strand of hair.

A sensation of the unknown swept over him.

Ye Xuan’s expression turned somewhat strange.

This strand didn’t feel like hair, but rather as though it was the white-haired maiden herself.

Inside this strand, clearly a fearsome power was contained.

"Is this her way of showing goodwill?"

Ye Xuan rubbed his nose, finally decided to keep this strand.

Then, Ye Xuan promptly lay down, starting to sleep.

He hadn’t slept in a long time.

Nor had he cultivated "Sleeping Spring and Autumn" for a while.

Sleeping Spring and Autumn, Sleeping Spring and Autumn.

Stone-root high reclined forgetting its year, three lights sinking, nature completed.

Breath returning to the mystic region, breath by breath letting nature take its course.

Avoid dissipation, embrace serenity, nurture the quicksilver nature to perfect roundness, await the emergence of lead blossoms.

No wandering, maintain vigilance; true fire timing, operated within.

Conduct seven turns, not difficult; refine nine returns, no lamentation.

Quietly observe dragon tiger battlefield, secretly invert yin yang.

People claim I am a Meng Long Han, yet I sleep while not asleep.

Study completed, true lying Chan.

Cultivate to completion, true embryo nucleus.

Lying dragon rises to heaven.

Spirit enters the Qi node, sit-lie all sleep Gong.

In deep white clouds, study Ye Xuan, one pillow breezy world broad!

At the moment of slumber, Ye Xuan entered the state of Sleeping Spring and Autumn.

......

While Ye Xuan was sound asleep, the white-haired maiden of the Taoist sect of Longevity had already traversed All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, she gazed from afar at a certain direction, and subsequently turned to look back at All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, murmuring softly something.

Then, the white-haired maiden withdrew her gaze, casting it into a certain darkness.

On her flawless, delicate face, unexpectedly appeared a trace of astonishing murderous intent.

"Unaware of their own death..."

The white-haired maiden hummed lightly, vanishing instantly from her location.

And shortly after the white-haired maiden departed.

A face emerged within the darkness, gazing at All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, also staring at the Xuanhuang Great World’s Earth State Mystic Cave.

That face bore an indifferent expression, softly said, "Meddlesome."

The moment those words fell.

In Ya Xuan’s world, the Old Ghost Liu Tree branch abandoned by Ye Xuan, originally somewhat withered, now revived with vitality, black light dazzling.

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An ancient volcano existing at the very bottom of the Xuanhuang Great World lies within a forbidden zone.

This place harbors no Spiritual Energy, entirely enveloped by void turbulences.

Yet at the lowest point, an ancient volcano resides.

Above the volcanic crater, a coffin suspends in the air.

Seems to subdue the volcano’s eruption.

But currently.

The volcano rumbles, seemingly unable to contain itself.

As time flows, the volcano’s agitation grows increasingly astonishing.

Accompanied by an explosive roar.

The next moment.

A terrifying surge of magma erupted, shooting skyward, also washing onto the black coffin.

Buzz————

At this very instant.

From the black coffin, crimson patterns slowly emerged, outlining an ancient array on the coffin’s surface.

Boom!

When the array fully formed.

The coffin lid was blasted off.

A skeletal hand engulfed in flames rested on the coffin’s edge.