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The boundless black color crazily pressed down on Ye Mo's brain. It had an extremely strong attraction force, causing his chest to feel like it was suffocating. Those boulders collapsed, smashing one by one onto Ye Mo Han's body. Before long, Ye Mo Han felt as if his entire body had been submerged within them. Ye Mo Han Han previously felt that the huge axe in his hand had also been smashed down by the stone. His four limbs were like bulging leather bags, and the gas was about to break through his body, as if it wanted to blast him into pieces.

His body, which was supposed to be submerged in darkness and buried in rubble, was as cold as a sheet of snow. He had to control his mind so that he wouldn't be lost in the endless darkness, and at the same time, he had to try to divert the internal energy that was rampaging within him. Ye Han was wrapped in layers of thick cocoons. If he could break through this layer of cocoons, then he would turn into a butterfly. If he could not break through, then he would become an eternal chrysalis within this thick cocoon.

Being a chrysalis was obviously not as beautiful as a butterfly, because it symbolized beauty. Shouldn't everyone have a strong yearning for beauty?

The internal force of his left arm continued to flow as it stopped and gathered at his palm. His palm was like a giant lock, blocking the torrent of energy from flowing through his arm. Ye Chanhan had tried several times, but to no avail. The more power gathered in his palm, the more pain he felt. The longer the time passed, the more he felt as if his arm was about to break. Unable to lead the way, Ye Mo Han had no choice but to try to pull the power to the opposite direction. Thinking of this, Ye Mo Han tried using his strength, but to no avail. Not long after, the power in his arm began to dissipate into his body. His left arm, which had been devoured by the darkness, also began to appear in Ye Mo's sight.

The fact that the first attack had succeeded had made Ye Mo very happy. To think that reverse guidance had achieved such a great effect. Ye Mo Han who was lost in the endless sea of darkness saw this ray of light and struggled forward ?

"Boom!" A loud sound rang out, and bright light shone in front of the thatched cottage. It was colorful and beautiful. Those radiant auras were like willow catkins floating in the air, floating up and down. Yan Xi Ying and Bai Qing stood there unmoving. Bai Qing's face was completely red, it was obvious that it was caused by the rolling of her Qi and blood. Yan Xi Ying's face was purplish black, especially her eyes. As the two fought, Yan Xi Ying was forced to receive a palm strike from Bai Qingxiang. In this palm, it could be said that Yan Xi Ying had won in terms of inner force, but Bai Qing also took the chance to inject the poison in her palm into Yan Xi Ying's body.

"Uncle Yan." Dongfang Rui was about to step forward and support Yan Xi, but he held out a hand to stop her.

Bai Qingqing stood on the ground and recuperated before speaking, "Sect Leader, my palm is filled with over a hundred types of poison. There is no medicine to cure it, only death."

Yan Xi Ying smiled leisurely as if she had not heard Bai Qing's words. "Rui Er, life and death are in the sky, so there is no need to be too concerned." Yan Xi Ying was not only talking about him, but also about Ye Wen.

"You're about to die and you're still acting so carefree." Bai Qingxiang looked around at the gravel with disdain. I will flatten the Wangyou Valley and destroy all the blood and sweat that you and Dongfang Ying had worked for the past few years. "

Yan Xi shouted loudly. The two children seemed to have received orders as they pulled Dong Fang Rui and Xie Feiyan towards the thatched cottage behind them. The two children were half a head shorter than the two of them, and they struggled to pull the two of them. When the four of them entered the house, Yan Xi Ying's shout became even louder and louder. Dong Fang Rui and Xie Feiyan turned to look, only to see a three foot thick metal door slowly rising up behind Yan Xi Ying. The metal door rose up from the ground, appearing very out of the blue. It was about ten feet tall, and there were patches of rust on the door, as well as a lot of iron spikes on both sides to prevent people from climbing. After the metal door was raised, the four entered the thatched cottage where Ye Mo was. Ye Wen was lying on the bed, drenched in cold sweat, with blue veins knotted all over his face, as if he was enduring great pain.

A stone rose in Dong Fang Rui's heart. It was because of Ye Wen, and also because of the family that had treated her like a father since she was young, Yan Xi Ying. There was an unending rumbling sound as the metal door trembled. It was naturally at the command of debut cannon to bombard the metal door that was obstructing them. The power of the cannon was very strong, even if the heavy steel door could stop people, how could it stop the continuous barrage of cannons?

One of the boys said, "Last night, Master ordered that if the iron gate were to open, we must escort the three of you out of the Wangyou Valley."

"Is there any other way out of the Wangyou Valley?" The thatched cottage leaned against the precipice of a precipice. Thorned weeds grew all over its surface, making it impossible for one to climb into it. Dongfang Rui had always played in Wangyou Valley since she was young, but she never knew that there were other paths out of Wangyou Valley.

"After your esteemed master passed away, he spent eight years personally carving a path behind this thatched cottage, leading out of the great valley." Another child said.

"However, Lord Ye is still unconscious and the iron gate won't hold for much longer. Please leave first, Master Dongfang and Lady Xie. We will escort you safely." The two boys looked to be no more than ten years old, but they were fearless in the face of danger. They spoke with a clear voice, and it was obvious that they were influenced a lot by Yan Xi Ying.

"No." "This ?" Xie Feiyan was deeply moved by their words. As sisters, we can't let you two take the risk here. I am indebted to Lord Ye. Lady Dongfang, please take your two brothers and leave. Those people outside are looking for you. They won't do anything to me and Lord Ye. "

Dongfang Rui looked at the gate that was shaking and shaking. The barrier was about to be destroyed by the gunfire, "Bai Qingxiang, if you catch me, you won't do anything to me, but if I leave, he will kill you. Lady Xie, take the two of them and leave quickly. I will stay with Lord Ye."

The few of them continued to argue as the fire outside the iron gate continued to rage. Xie Feiyan and the two boys saw that Dong Rui had made up her mind and knew that there was no longer any room for negotiation. The two boys then told Dong Rui about the location of the path, hoping that she would change her mind and come after them. After chatting for a while, the two boys and Xie Feiyan left the thatched cottage through the back door. Booms rang out incessantly. Did Dongfang Rui really take the words of the two kids into her heart? All her attention was focused on Ye Mo Han. His face was red, like a piece of iron that had been burned through in the fire. White fog slowly emanated from Ye Mo Han's body, and before long, Ye Mo Han was completely enveloped by it. This scene was akin to the ascension of a Taoist to the heavens, and the loneliness of a monk. An ominous premonition rose up in Dong Fang Rui's heart, and Yan Xi Ying's warning once again echoed in her ears. For a moment, Dong Fang Rui felt that there was no longer any activity outside the Iron Gate, and the only people left in the world were her and Ye Wen. The gap in the metal barrier began to appear, growing larger and larger, like a piece of white paper dripping with oil, slowly growing larger until the piece of paper was completely permeated.

The white air in the room was so thick that Dongfang Rui quickly moved closer to the bed, and then something unbelievable happened: Ye Mo's eyes were tightly shut, and his body was slowly floating upwards, with one arm in front of him and the other behind him, in the shape of a chisel, as if there was something in front of him that was preventing him from rising up. Just as she was thinking about it, Ye Mo's cold body slowly floated up. When the iron door barrier was broken, Ye Mo Han's body was about to touch the roof.