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After going around in circles for a long time, I didn't expect that I would finally come back on my own initiative.

Ye Lan stood in front of the crystal column and couldn't help but sigh.

The man beside her looked at her and smiled gently, "It's okay, this process is very quick, your body will be reduced to ashes in the magma in a second, and your soul will return to its place on its own. With the strength of your soul, there won't be any accidents in the process."

"We'll see you soon."

Ye Lan heard the expectation in his words, and also knew that the other party did not want to see him again, so he did not respond, but followed the eight trigrams of the corpse-raising formation, walked to the center of the formation, and tried his best to match smoothly with the body in the crystal column.

Before her soul was burned to ashes.

"Avici Shura, Prajna Duozhen..." The man stood at the edge of the formation, reciting the mantra while activating the corpse-raising formation.

Gululu.

The originally slow-flowing magma accelerated, and mottled bubbles emerged like boiling water.

A strong wind swept in from the ground, and the demonic energy surging from the ground lifted Ye Lan high up and placed him on the top of the crystal pillar.

There, through the transparent column, the figure of a woman whose face became more and more vivid under the constant washing of the magma was fully revealed.

Even with your eyes closed, you can still feel her unparalleled beauty.

Ye Lan stared at the figure inside, and after no longer resisting the other party, she actually developed a subtle feeling, as if the person inside was not asleep and was resonating with her in some way.

"Come back... It's time to come back."

The voice, like the bright moon and sparse stars, whispered in her ears.

Ye Lan raised her hand and pressed it against the crystal column. The scorching temperature burned her palm, but she seemed to have lost consciousness.

At this moment, a man's powerful voice came from under the formation, "Activate the formation!"

The evil spirit raged like a violent wind, blowing her torn robe from bottom to top. As the sleeves of her robe rustled, her palm passed through the crystal column and touched the woman's face.

It was a face that was icy cold but had delicate skin, and her eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely carved like the finest works of art. She could even feel each eyelash brushing against her palm.

And in that split second, her arm was dissolved by the magma.

The temperature is several thousand degrees, so you can’t even see your skin and clothes, not to mention your bones.

"Clan leader!"

The people of Xuanzong who witnessed this scene below couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Before stepping into the crystal column, Ye Lan looked back at them, leaving behind a faint smile and a simple farewell.

"Goodbye."

The evil spirit swept away the last syllable of this sentence, leaving only a piece of torn clothes behind for everyone.

After Ye Lan's figure completely disappeared, the crystal pillar in the center of the formation suddenly cracked into a spider web, and sparks exploded at the top. However, the magma did not fall to the ground, but rushed towards the pillars in the other eight directions, circulating with them to form a huge hotbed.

In this dazzling light, everyone saw that the woman's body had finally escaped from the magma and was floating quietly in the air. Countless evil spirits surrounded her, trying their best to search for the soul fragments that were dispersed in the magma.

That is Ye Lan's soul.

Being shattered in the lava is enough to prove how painful the moment of death is.

Everyone's eyes were red, but they tried hard to hold back their tears. They hoped that Ye Lan could wake up smoothly from the woman's body, and they looked at Lei Ze at the right moment, "Now is the time."

Without their reminder, Lei Ze had already rushed into the Ditan Temple and directly penetrated the ground to take out the original stone in the center of the formation.

Without its solid foundation, the remaining crystal pillars all shattered.

But this no longer affects the operation of the formation.

The magma rising into the sky intertwined into a huge net that circulated continuously, firmly supporting the woman's body.

And Lei Ze also followed the agreement and rushed out quickly after obtaining the heart and regaining all his strength.

Before leaving, he took a last look in the direction of the girl. Although he wanted to stay and help find Ye Lan's soul fragments, perhaps because they had been in contact for a long time, he gradually understood the girl's feelings of responsibility for the people of the world. So, between the free nature of the gods, he chose to keep his promise and resolutely carried the girl's long-cherished wish to calm the underground fire.

On the other side, Ye Lan's soul did not completely dissipate.

When entering the magma, the intense pain of the body is only temporary, because the body has been dissolved before the consciousness can react.

The remaining soul suffered the torment of burning in the high temperature and was torn into pieces.

The weak floating feeling was even worse than the last time her body exploded and died. She tried to use the power of the Yin object several times but failed. She could only cycle back and forth in the dazzling high temperature, feeling her soul dying bit by bit.

A vague voice was heard in the chaos.

"This child is chosen by heaven and will be the next patriarch of Xuanzong."

It was a cold winter month. The branches of the pine tree at the entrance to the Ancient Martial Arts Realm were bent by the weight of snow. The baby girl was placed under the tree and her face turned blue with cold.

From afar, a group of magicians with immortal looks walked out of the mountains. Leading them was an old man with white hair and beard. He seemed to have sensed something. He walked under the tree, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly calculated the secret.

As the old man's time was approaching, he took himself back to the mountains.

That was Ye Lan’s first day officially entering the ancient martial arts world.

While she was being held in the arms of the Great Elder Nan Xu, she saw a figure sitting on the snow-covered pine and cypress branches not far away.

It was a young man with an evil face. After noticing her staring at him, he smiled at her gently, "We'll meet again, little one."

It turned out that it was he who sent himself to the foot of the mountain at that time.

Her biological parents also died at his hands.

When she was five years old, her talent began to show. A battle in the wilderness plains made the enemies tremble in fear and attracted the attention of major sects. The medical immortal came to her and said that he wanted to take her as his disciple.

But on the first night in the fairy mountain, the strange old man threw her into a narrow mountain path where the cold wind was blowing. The towering mountain walls only left a sparse moonlight, and the howls of various wild beasts came from both sides.

She stumbled and survived alone in the mountains for two years.

Occasionally, she was almost torn to pieces by the wolves because she could not compete with them. When she finished her meal and fell asleep by the fire, covered with scars, she did not notice that there was a person sitting on the top of a distant mountain.

The young man's demonic aura frightened the surrounding beasts, and he hung the wolves that attacked her in the air one by one.

There was silence all around, and he looked at the child by the fire with a smile on his face.

"Don't bully people to death."

When she was thirteen years old, her master drove her down the mountain and sent her to the headquarters of the Western Seer Rose University to challenge alchemy.

She graduated in just one year and wanted to go back to the sect, but she received a notice from the elders first.

According to the instructions of the previous clan leader, she needs to travel for a few years before returning to the clan.

The night she left school, she leaned on the balcony railing of her dormitory and thought of "home" for the first time.

She has no parents, but the elders of Xuanzong gave her a warm childhood, so Xuanzong is her home.

After being away from home for so many years, she is just a child.

"How cruel! He didn't even come to the graduation ceremony."

She looked at the moon and complained for the first time.

On the rooftop more than ten floors away, the young man couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh when he saw her complaining with an expressionless face.

His fingertips were still grasping two Xuan Zong's communication talismans, one was from the elders asking her when she would return to the sect, and the other was a forged travel notice.