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"Evil God, you deserve to die!" Sang Feiwan tightened the sword in his hand and silently weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

The evil god has committed many evils over the years. If we continue to let it go, there will be endless troubles.

This is the best opportunity to kill him.

But if he is killed, Qiao Yuanhang must be killed as well.

Killing one's father and teacher are both taboos for cultivators, as they will create inner demons and damage their spiritual heart.

Moreover, Qiao Yuanhang was innocent in this matter. In the final analysis, he was just a father who wanted to find his daughter and lived in regret for the rest of his life.

Killing an innocent person is against her conscience.

But if we don't kill him, the evil god cannot be destroyed.

"Have you made up your mind?" The evil god laughed. "If you haven't made up your mind, then I'll leave first. Hahaha, Sang Feiwan, you're nothing special!"

As he spoke, thick black smoke appeared around "Qiao Yuanhang", trying to use this method to cover his own evacuation.

Sang Feiwan's expression suddenly turned cold: "Evil God, I want you to die!"

"What if I have a demon in my heart? What if I have damaged my heart? If killing one person can save ten thousand people, then I would rather be the evil one than let you have your way!"

As she spoke, her sword transformed into thousands of golden sword shadows, blocking the evil god's way from all directions.

The sword formation brought up a powerful gust of wind, blowing away all the black fog released by the evil god.

The evil god finally flashed a trace of panic that was difficult to conceal: "Sang Feiwan, do you really want to kill your biological father?"

He still occupied Qiao Yuanhang's body at this moment. But deep in his eyes, Qiao Yuanhang's consciousness was still struggling tenaciously, trying to break free from the control of the evil god.

"Choose the lesser of two evils. Qiao Yuanhang, even though I'm sorry, I have no choice but to sacrifice you!"

Sang Feiwan closed his eyes, gathered his strength, and prepared to deliver the fatal blow.

However, at this critical moment, Qiao Yuanhang suddenly regained consciousness, and without hesitation he crashed into the tombstone next to him - Sang Man's tombstone.

"boom!"

Warm blood spurted out instantly, but the moment it touched Sang Feiwan, it was blocked by her protective airflow and slowly fell to the ground.

When Sang Feiwan opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Yuanhang lying weakly beside the tombstone of his deceased wife Sang Man. There was a big gash on his forehead and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining half of his body red and also the cold tombstone red.

He struggled to open his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a relieved smile: "I can finally do something for you. I'm sorry... my daughter."

Although Qiao Yuanhang had been controlled by the evil god's consciousness, he was well aware of everything that had just happened.

Even though he didn't understand why his daughter had such great power;

Even though he didn't understand what the inner demon was and what the heart of Tao was.

But he knew clearly in his heart that the evil god was using him to try to hurt his daughter!

He absolutely could not let his daughter come to any harm. This was the last thing he could do for his daughter as a father.

The sword formation was still running, and a sharp gust of wind whistled past, blowing Sang Feiwan's long hair into the air.

She stared at Qiao Yuanhang blankly, and her heart, which had been as calm as water, finally began to ripple.

"You don't have to say sorry to me. You never owe me anything."

The one he felt sorry for was only the old Sang Feiwan, but the one he was protecting was the present Sang Feiwan!

In order to protect her and to escape the control of the evil god, he chose to commit suicide without hesitation!

"All these years, I have been looking for you just to make it up to you. If I knew that I would bring you so much trouble, I... I would never appear in front of you... Don't be sad, my daughter. I was going to die anyway. I am... I am very satisfied to be able to see you before I die..."

He died before he could finish his last sentence.

Sang Feiwan originally wanted to save him, but his injuries were very serious and the tumor in his brain ruptured due to the huge impact.

"Qiao Yuanhang, maybe you are not a good husband. But you are a good father." Sang Feiwan sighed, raised his hand and gently closed his eyes.

At the moment he died, the evil energy hidden in his body slowly overflowed and turned into black liquid, trying to slip away silently.

Just as he was about to slip out of the sword formation, he heard a stern shout: "Evil God, die!"

At the same time, thousands of golden sword lights fell simultaneously -

"Ah!" With a sharp wail, the incarnation of the evil god fell apart and soon disappeared without a trace.

Sang Feiwan lowered her eyes, looking at the translucent shadow that slowly separated from Qiao Yuanhang's body, and said quietly:

"I came to see you with the intention of ending the bond between us, but even I didn't expect that it would end this way."

The translucent shadow soon realized that it had become a ghost.

He was not too sad, but asked with a little expectation:

"Wanwan, now that I'm a ghost, can I see your mother?"

Sang Feiwan shook his head: "Sang Man has already gone to the underworld."

Qiao Yuanhang hurriedly asked: "If I go to the underworld, can I see your mother?"

Sang Feiwan explained: "The underworld is huge, and you may not be able to see it. Moreover, the earthly relationship between you two has ended, so you should not have any more obsessive thoughts, lest you develop obsessions."

After hearing this, Qiao Yuanhang was filled with regret - people who died young, after all, you will never see them again!

But Sang Feiwan suddenly took two steps back, closed her eyes, and a layer of golden light appeared around her. The light was dazzling and soft, as if it flowed out from the depths of her soul.

Qiao Yuanhang stared at her changes in a daze, unable to understand what was happening before his eyes for a moment.

The golden light slowly condensed and gradually turned into a human-shaped shadow, separating from Sang Feiwan's body.

The shadow gradually became clearer, and it turned out to be a woman who looked exactly like Sang Feiwan!

The golden shadow slowly opened its eyes. Although its appearance was exactly the same as Sang Feiwan, its aura was completely different.

Her temperament is as gentle as water, and her eyes are calm and kind. Although she has experienced many vicissitudes and seen through the darkness of human nature, she can still maintain a pure and kind heart.

Qiao Yuanhang was stunned: "What's going on? Who is she?"

"She is your daughter, the original Sang Feiwan."

Sang Feiwan looked at his clone, the golden shadow, "You are indeed in my body, and you have not left."

Xiaobai told Sang Feiwan that the original owner was just her clone, another her.

Based on this inference, even if the original owner dies, his soul will not enter reincarnation again, but will return to his body.

So, Sang Feiwan tried to use his spiritual power to search in his own soul, and indeed separated out a soul belonging to the original owner.

Let them, father and daughter, say their final farewell!