Zhu Yuxian arrived, accompanied by a sky full of rosy clouds, with five Sword Orders shooting out sharp Light Blades, resembling peacock feathers suspended behind her.

Her red dress was like fire, the glow behind her like brocade, her flawless skin appeared even more lustrous, like an Exiled Immortal descending to the Lower Realm, with heavenly phenomena unfolding.

The Sword Light above the Inner Five Peaks was earth-shattering, then it gathered into clouds and mist, drifting above the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon, seemingly about to pour down at any moment.

King Xiang walked upon the lotus, his white clothes outshining snow, jade light flowing, golden patterns swaying, unhurriedly approaching.

Upon reaching the cliff top, seeing Zhu Yuxian opposite him, a gentle smile appeared on his face, imbued with a hint of doting and joy.

"Xian'Er, it's been a long time since we last met, how have you been?"

Zhu Yuxian stood there dazed, unable to utter a single word.

The five Sword Orders floated behind her, the sky full of rosy clouds swirling, their sharpness sweeping in all directions, pervading both heaven and earth.

As time slowly passed, the hundred-and-eight peaks shook, the earth trembled, and the rosy clouds above the Nine Heavens grew ever denser.

Zhu Yuxian's lips turned slightly pale, the emotions in her eyes reaching an extreme complexity.

Suddenly, a figure stepped in front of her.

"Leave now, head toward the Trapped Dragon Abyss." The Withered Bamboo elder held a rusted Iron Sword, his spine somewhat hunched, he was already in his twilight years, yet dared not fall after all these years.

Hearing his voice, Zhu Yuxian broke out from that state of mind, decisively saying, "Alright."

She did not hesitate, nor did she act recklessly.

The reason for now activating the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword was because she knew that if delayed any longer, they would have no chance to even struggle.

At this moment, only by initiating the Sword Array could there be a slim chance of survival.

"Trapped Dragon Abyss?!" King Xiang's tone was calm, devoid of the slightest anger, as if casually chatting with his daughter, he gently said, "Are you planning to use that Red Dragon's power to kill me?"

"Or perhaps there are some secrets passed down through generations of your Yun Cang?"

"But actually, none of these matter."

A touch of tenderness flashed through his eyes, then he extended his left hand, and in the void appeared two Jade Short Sabers, one long, one short; then, with a hum, they united, falling into King Xiang's hand.

The saber was entirely turquoise, like lake water, ripples of light flowing, showing no trace of sharpness.

"This blade is called the Mother and Child Yin Yang Blades, created with the ribs, heart, and blood essence of my wife and two sons, combined with the Azure Blood Celestial Cyan Stone."

"They can be separated or united, separated they are Yin Yang Blades, bloodline-connected with me, heart and mind intertwined, as using one's own limbs."

"United it becomes the Three Burial Sabers!"

"I used this blade to bury my wife, bury my sons, and bury the past..."

"Hence the name, Three Burials."

Hearing this, Withered Bamboo felt a chill deep in his bones. In his life, he had seen countless wicked and vile people, those who abandoned their families, killed their wives to gain power, or slaughtered their parents and kin; even if he hadn't seen them himself, he had heard of them.

Yet the person before him filled him with fear.

King Xiang extended fingers as smooth as jade, gently caressing the blade's edge, the saber's body undulating with vivid emerald light, as if lake waters rippled, or responding to him.

He gazed at the saber in his hand, his expression filled with affection and tenderness.

Yet there wasn't a hint of pretense, as if before him were his beloved wife and children.

"Xian'Er, I have come to Yun Cang this time just to find you." King Xiang embraced the saber in his arms with both hands, his tone calm as he said, "Listen to me, come to me, from now on, our family can be eternally reunited."

Tears unknowingly fell from Zhu Yuxian's face, leaving streaks on her smooth, delicate cheek, then shattering on her collar.

She glanced at that blade, as turquoise as lake water, the Mother and Child Yin Yang Blades, her heart pricked as if by needles, her throat seemed cut, the pain tearing through her being.

She wanted to fall to her knees and wail!

She wished for death at that moment!

Too painful, too exhausting!

But...

Boom!

The multicolored rosy clouds that had accumulated in the sky for a long time suddenly poured down like a waterfall, as if the sky had collapsed, or as if a vast sea suspended in the Nine Heavens had fallen.

Heaven and earth lost color, all became silent.

Everything around seemed to lose its luster and sound.

Each and every strand of rosy cloud was a sword.

Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword!

Borrowing the might of heaven and earth, like the reappearance of an Immortal.

Endless Sword Light cascaded down, unavoidable.

King Xiang's face showed a helpless smile, like seeing his mischievous daughter, once again he moved, a lotus sprouting underfoot, the Three Burial Sabers falling into his right hand.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The multicolored rosy clouds collided with the saber light, producing a sound like mirrors shattering, one layer of rosy clouds after another being broken.

The Three Burial Sabers flowed with bright green light, lacking sharpness, and without causing earth-shattering commotion.

Yet it slashed through every strand of rosy cloud before it, one by one.

King Xiang walked forward amidst the falling rosy clouds, his gaze towards Zhu Yuxian exceptionally gentle.

"Be good, stop making a fuss now."

As if the earnest advice of a father, his tone full of doting.

"Ah..."

Zhu Yuxian's eyes turned crimson, the five Sword Orders united, transforming into an Immortal Sword surrounded by a five-color halo.

She channeled the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword Talisman, unleashing the most brilliant, resolute, and furious strike of her life.

All her pain, all her mana, all her rationality poured out with this one sword.

Then...

She turned without looking back and fled.

Trapped Dragon Abyss.

Only returning to Trapped Dragon Abyss held a glimmer of hope.

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