Brokenheart Mountain, blood sea battlefield.

The turbid and dim sky, the blood-colored muddy earth, countless white bones are everywhere in the earth, and there is an extremely strong smell of blood floating in the air, giving people a feeling of being vomited when they smell it.

Hurry!

On both sides of the sea of ​​blood, living beings were dead silent, and only the long blood-colored river was rolling, emitting a huge sound of waves.

At the end of the sea of ​​blood, a bronze heavenly gate seems to stand here forever, giving people a sense of vicissitudes and heavyness.

A bronze scripture hangs above the sky, sealing the broken space barrier, and a black phantom sits cross-legged here, making it difficult to see how he looks.

Chih!

A blood-colored light broke through the endless sky and quietly appeared in front of the phantom.

"Yuan Ling, I need your help." Ye Xuan was straight to the point and did not say anything nonsense.

"A thousand feet of worldly world, seven emotions and six desires, aren't you still tired of it?" Yuan Ling opened his eyes, his voice slightly cold.

"Help, or not?" Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Ling stood up from the void, looked directly at Ye Xuan with bright eyes, and a deep look flashed through his eyes.

“I want to know how people will be resurrected.”

As Ye Xuan finished saying this, the Yuan Ling breath suffocated. He looked at you deeply, then laughed mockingly and said, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are destined by God, and it is also the fate of mortals. If you want to resurrect the dead, this is simply a delusion. I can't help you with this."

"Fate?"

Ye Xuan sneered: "I never believe in fate, I believe that my fate is in my way, not the sky."

Looking at Ye Xuan’s cold face, Yuan Ling sighed and said, “Ye Xuan, listen to my advice. Everything in the mortal world is nothing more than mirror flowers and water. In a hundred years, it will all turn into dust and smoke. Why should you be obsessed with things in the mortal world?”

Ye Xuan looked at Yuan Ling with a slightly deeper look and said, "Everyone has an obsession, even you are no exception. Some people and things in the mortal world are my obsession."

"You disappointed me so much, I won't help you." Yuan Ling refused in a cold voice.

"Tell me, why are you willing to help me?" Ye Xuan sneered.

Ye Xuan knew that Yuan Ling was making a big game, and in this chess game, he was a very critical part. Today, he returned to the Blood Sea battlefield and asked Yuan Ling to help him, but I was afraid that it was also in Yuan Ling's calculations.

"It's not that I don't want to help you. You have to know that letting a mortal come back from the dead is a matter of disobeying the cycle of life and death. If people in the Earth Immortal Realm notice it, you and I will suffer an unprecedented crisis." Yuan Ling said gloomyly.

Rumble!

The sea of ​​blood was surging and the aura was filled with hostility. Ye Xuan's eyebrows were glowing. A three-inch halberd emerged from his eyebrows. As the three-inch halberd swelled up in the blood, it turned into a thousand-foot blood halberd, lying between the heaven and earth.

The endless souls were wailing, and the vast sea of ​​blood was turning over. When the Zhutian Ji was born, an extremely violent emotion filled the entire blood sea battlefield.

"Ye Xuan, don't you want to attack me?" Looking at this scene, the Yuan Ling's aura suddenly became gloomy and even roared at Ye Xuan.

"Yuan Ling, you and I are the same person. I will do anything to achieve my goal. I hope you don't force me." Ye Xuan carried his hands on his back and looked at Yuan Ling coldly, as if he would suddenly attack at any time.

Obviously, Ye Xuan is not just a saying. If Yuan Ling didn't help him, he would have to tear his face and have a shocking battle with him.

Looking at Ye Xuan's body's violent aura, Yuan Ling's fists were sometimes clenched and sometimes loosened. The black air around her body fluctuated extremely. Obviously, her mind was extremely angry, and she seemed to be measuring something.

"call!"

Yuan Ling let out a sip of turbid air, and his clenched fists finally let go. His eyes looked at Ye Xuan and became deeper again.

"Ye Xuan, do you still remember that you were a person who would die when you first entered the battlefield of the Blood Sea. If I hadn't taught you the Immortal Immortal Sutra, how could you have achieved what you have today?" Yuan Ling laughed at himself.

"Yes, if you weren't you back then, I wouldn't be like Ye Xuan today, but don't forget that you are just a spirit of weapon, and I am your master." Ye Xuan said with a mysterious smile.

"You..." Yuan Ling's breath was cold and she was about to scold him, but she swallowed it back when she was at her mouth.

"Okay, okay, I did not read you wrong." Yuan Ling sneered repeatedly.

"Take the Heavenly Sphur back. I will tell you the method of resurrection from the dead. As for whether you can do it, it depends entirely on your own ability."

After the inner battle, Yuan Ling knew deeply that it was not the time to break up with Ye Xuan, so he could only compromise with him, which was also a helpless move.

Buzz!

The Thousand-Step Blood Sphur turned into a blood light and merged into Ye Xuan's eyebrows. The anger in the sky disappeared at this moment, and the world became quieter.

A shocking battle dissipated invisibly. The two sat cross-legged, and Yuan Ling slowly revealed a secret that Ye Xuan had never known.

The world where Ye Xuan is located is actually an abandoned place, and it is also called the prison of heaven and earth by people in the earthly world.

For tens of millions of years, any immortal god who commits a crime will be abandoned, thrown into the abandoned land, and will forever fall into the cycle of reincarnation. You will never be allowed to re-enter the immortal world.

These immortals and gods whose cultivation had been abolished were unwilling to be re-cultivated in the exile land and return to the earthly world, and the legend of immortal cultivators was found in the world.

Only ten thousand years ago, the ancient war began, and the mountains and rivers that were fought in the Earth Immortal Realm were destroyed, which also completely blocked the exile land. From then on, the Dharma-Ending Age of Heaven and Earth changed will not exist in the world.

However, the six realms of reincarnation and the cycle of heaven and earth. Although the spiritual energy in the exiled land does not exist, the immortal cultivators will disappear without a trace. However, after a person dies, they will be reincarnated. This is the rule of heaven and earth, and even immortals and gods cannot reverse it.

The Hell of Yama came into being and was further divided into two major camps: East and West.

The East is called Yama, and the West is hell. It is in charge of the six realms of reincarnation and helps the dead souls reincarnate.

However, in the exiled land, the Dharma-Ending World, the spiritual energy does not exist in the world. Ten thousand years ago, there were exiled immortals and gods in the Hell of Yama. They called themselves Yama and the God of the Underworld, and they were driven by endless ghost messengers and death gods.

But as time goes by, there is no supply of spiritual energy in the world. The so-called God of Yama and the other people all died in the long river of history. The Hell of Yama is even more empty, and only the six realms of reincarnation are still in motion, so there is no big chaos.

As Yuan Ling finished his talk, he looked at Ye Xuan with deep eyes and said, "Although there are no creatures in Hell of Yama, the six laws of reincarnation are running in it. You are only in a mere tribulation period. If you force the dead soul back to the human world, you will definitely suffer an unimaginable disaster."
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