Ultimate Martial Divine King

The cold wind howled, the desolate and cold weather.    

Cracks spread throughout the ground, and in the midst of the rubble, droplets of bright red blood fell to the ground, turning into dazzling little flowers.    

The three from God of War Palace led the Holy-winged and Heavenly-Fired Sparrow and quickly disappeared into the distant horizon.    

Following that, the figure of the Green Hill's Fox Jun Jiange became a black dot.    

The current Chu Hen had never felt this dizzy before.    

He seemed to be unable to hear anything.    

His vision also began to blur.    

Even the pain that spread throughout his body was numbed.    

His wavering consciousness was like a candle flame in the wind. The vitality in his eyes was like a spring that was rapidly drying up.    

"Big Brother Chu Hen!"    

Ye Yao's incomparably terrified voice sounded as though it was thousands of miles away.    

"Chu Hen, cheer up!"    

Mu Feng, Long Xuanshuang's hysterical screams resounded in his ears one after another.    

And in the very next instant, the last bit of weak candle light in the dark night was quietly extinguished. The life of the Spiritual Spring turned into a dried up and cracked riverbed, as though it was a withered butterfly petal.    

Beneath the snowy mountain peak outside the Paddy City.    

Xi Lan, who was treating the citizens of the city, felt his heartstrings tremble.    

It was as if his heart had been stung by something sharp.    

She looked at the mountain range a hundred miles away with a blank expression. A great sadness surged onto her beautiful face.    

This feeling.    

It was a familiar scene.    

A memory that was sealed in his heart and never wanted to be mentioned welled up in his heart like a tide.    

"Clang!"    

A stormy night many years ago.    

Thunder and lightning, wind and rain!    

Bolts of lightning streaked across the sky one after another. The eye-piercing bolts of lightning were like the sharp claws of an evil dragon as they constantly tore apart the dark sky.    

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the water on the ground was like a river.    

"Sis, Sis! Sis! Sorry …"    

A youth who was only fourteen or fifteen years old looked at the purple-haired girl kneeling beside him with incomparable weakness.    

The youth's body trembled, and fresh blood continued to gush out from his mouth. Under the slapping of the rain, the eye-piercing red color was gradually diluted and melted.    

His other companions had already given up on treating him, as the other party's internal organs had all been shattered.    

No one could save him.    

Beside him was a black war blade.    

It was a birthday present from the violet-haired maiden.    

In a few days, his fifteenth birthday would come.    

"Xi, Xi Chen" The purple-haired girl's face was covered with tears and rain. She knelt beside the youth, full of sorrow, so much so that it would cause one's heart to shatter. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"    

She repeated the words "I'm sorry" over and over again. She regretted not following the other party on this quest.    

"Sis, sorry, Sis. I can't continue to be your proud little brother. Find me a sister and a husband!" Let him, be with you, and take care of you. "    

"Ta!"    

The youth's hand powerlessly slipped from the purple-haired girl's palm and gently fell to the ground, causing a burst of reddened splashes of water.    

Subsequently, the man's pupils rapidly dilated and he slowly closed his eyes as his life force was drained away.    

The violet-haired maiden's delicate body trembled, her hands covering her face. She was in extreme pain.    

"Xi Chen!"    

"Rumble!"    

Thunder and lightning interweaved, as if they wanted to shatter this world.    

Under the blinding light of the Thunder Shine, Xi Lan knelt in front of her little brother who was dependent on her for his life.    

Xi Lan suddenly stood up as if he was in a daze, and walked outside with a blank look on his face.    

"City Master?"    

Beside her, A Ying and the rest of the people around her looked at the soulless Xi Lan in confusion.    

"Where are you going?"    

Xi Lan's hands gently shook, and then, he replied in a low and deep voice, "Today is the last day of my Paddy City, Ah Ying. I'll leave this place to you from now on."    

"City Master!"    

Ignoring A Ying's questioning, Xi Lan immediately left the courtyard he had lived in for two years, and there was an indescribable loneliness in his lonely figure.    

"Chu Hen, wake up."    

"Big Brother Chu Hen, don't scare me, wake up quickly."    

Chaotic cries continuously sounded around Chu Hen.    

Mu Feng's eyes were bloodshot, filled with anger.    

"Who exactly is it? "Who is it?"    

Long Xuanshuang covered her lips, her face completely devoid of blood.    

At this moment, she felt as though the sky would collapse.    

Qiao Xiaowan, Han Yiquan, and Mouse was also shocked and angry.    

The scene before them caused everyone to feel their minds going into chaos.    

The Chu Hen who was previously invincible and looked down on them was now lying in front of them in this state.    

"It must be those dogs from the God of War Palace. I want to kill them!"    

The veins on Mu Feng's face were bulging from anger.    

His eyes looked like they were about to spit fire.    

"Big Brother Chu Hen, quickly wake up!"    

Ye Yao's face was already covered in tears. While carefully taking off the two pikes on Chu Hen's body, she helped stop the bleeding, but Chu Hen was still silently lying in his opponent's embrace without any response.    

The Yin-Yang Beast Nuoni at the side also let out a mournful wail.    

It licked Chu Hen's fingers, as if it was trying to wake him up.    

However, no matter how many people called for it.    

Chu Hen also fell on the ground without moving.    

Blood dripped from the scattered stones all over his body, and the temperature of his body gradually dropped.    

Anger.    

Irritation.    

After the initial panic, everyone felt a great sense of sadness and pain.    

Right at this moment, a lonely and slender figure slowly walked over from behind the crowd.    

"Instructor Xi Lan!" Ye Yao's face was covered in tears as she called out in grief.    

A few of them looked towards Xi Lan.    

His eyes were filled with grief.    

Xi Lan slowly walked towards Chu Hen, then knelt down beside him. Her fair and long lily-white hands gently caressed Chu Hen's handsome face, her clear eyes brimming with unconcealable sadness.    

The rainy night many years ago.    

It was as if they overlapped with the current scene.    

Xi Lan's eyes were filled with grief as she softly muttered, "I won't let you lose it again!"    

After he finished speaking, Xi Lan gently closed her eyes as two streams of sparkling teardrops fell from the corners of her eyes.    

She then opened her eyes, which were filled with determination.    

"Buzz!"    

In the next moment, a burst of divine and gorgeous Golden Light appeared on Xi Lan's body.    

Strange Talisman that looked like Spiritual Vine s began to sway one after another from his body.    

The people around him were all shocked.    

They all looked at Xi Lan in confusion.    

"Instructor Xi Lan, you?"    

Without waiting for everyone to understand what was happening, the light that was being emitted from Xi Lan's body became even more intense. Her hands gently leaned on Chu Hen's chest, and then a bunch of Spiritual Vine s that were swaying around her body started to wrap around Chu Hen's arm.    

In an instant, a gentle light also appeared on Chu Hen's body.    

Immediately after, under the gazes of a few people that were even more astonished, sparkling and translucent like fireflies appeared between Xi Lan's eyebrows.    

The crystal clear spot of light slowly floated towards Chu Hen and then merged into the center of his forehead.    

What was she doing?    

The few of them were still puzzled.    

And yet, Long Xuanshuang was staring straight at Xi Lan's face that was filled with sorrow. In her eyes, there was resolution.    

The steady stream of fireflies seemed like seeds that came from the source of life, burying into Chu Hen's lifeless body one after another.    

A soft golden light flashed across Chu Hen's body.    

No one understood what Xi Lan was doing here!    

Could Chu Hen still be saved?    

Even though they were confused, they just watched quietly from the side.    

Time passed, minute by minute.    

Xi Lan did not stop her actions from beginning to end. The god-like lights interweaved the two, and from her forehead, spots of light began to shine, and were continuously absorbed into Chu Hen's body.    

At this moment, the corner of Mu Feng's eyes suddenly shrank as he muttered to himself, word for word, "This, could this be the 'Sacred Heart of Heaven Transformation'?"    

The people around him could not help but be shocked.    

"Heavenly Shifting Holy Heart Arts? "What is this?" Qiao Xiaowan asked quickly.    

Mu Feng had a solemn expression that he had never had before.    

This is an ancient Occult Arts that has been passed down in the southwest of our Baiguo State. It is said that this technique can be extracted by the user himself, and stored in his own body, and then used to continuously refine the purest part of the Strength of True Essence's spirit energy, and when that pure energy becomes immense, it can directly fuse into another person's body. Furthermore, the Heavenly Shifting Holy Heart Arts is also the most unique medicine in this world, and it is said that it can even revive a person who had just died.    

Resurrection from the dead?    

Hearing these words, everyone's eyes lit up.    

Great surprise surfaced in Ye Yao's heart as well.    

"If that's the case, then it's really great that Chu Hen can live again," Qiao Xiaowan said happily.    

However, Mu Feng's face was not as excited as he had imagined.    

He stared intently at Xi Lan's resolute face.    

Deep sorrow gushed out from his heart.    

He couldn't bear to watch the scene in front of him any longer.    

Because he still knew.    

If a person was saved by the Heavenly Shifting Holy Heart Arts, then the caster's life origin would be completely exhausted.    

This also meant that …    

This art!    

It can only be used once in a lifetime.    

One person could only change one person.    

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