The Dog Slaughterer Sword hung in midair, its dark red blade vibrating violently.
“Buzz—”
The hum of the sword tore through the void. A dense aura of annihilation poured down like a bursting flood, completely submerging Zhang Mingyuan where he lay on the ground.
The power of laws interwove and tangled, turning into countless fine threads.
These threads carried a domineering force capable of destroying all things, yet they also contained an indescribable life force, wrapping around Zhang Mingyuan's body inch by inch.
In the blink of an eye, a massive, ten-foot-tall cocoon stood in the center of the Heavenly Dao space.
On the surface of the giant cocoon, complex and ancient Dao runes flickered indistinctly.
Every flicker was accompanied by a heartbeat that sounded like rolling thunder.
Thump! Thump!
The powerful, vigorous beats shook the entire Heavenly Dao space, sending ripples through it.
Even the rotation of the Heavenly Dao Divine Wheel briefly stuttered under the sound of this heartbeat.
Su Jinxue stabilized herself, her crimson eyes staring intently at the dark red cocoon, her gaze filled with shock and panic.
She instinctively wanted to step forward, but discovered that the immortal energy of annihilation belonging to Zhang Mingyuan inside her newly reconstructed dantian was emitting a strange resonance.
This resonance was gentle and steady, carrying a sense of reassurance.
It was telling her: He is fine.
Su Jinxue stopped in her tracks.
She stared at the cocoon, her tense body trembling slightly as her eyes welled up with tears once more.
Even though she knew he might be undergoing some sort of transformation, the pain in her heart did not lessen in the slightest.
The overbearing man who always loved to tease and choke her up with his words had forcibly stripped away five thousand years of cultivation for her sake.
She didn't dare to imagine the pain of having one's soul torn apart and falling back into the mortal realm.
“Zhang Mingyuan...”
Su Jinxue clenched her hands tightly, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, drawing traces of blood.
She took a deep breath and made a silent vow in her heart.
As long as you wake up safely, as long as you can rise again from this destruction.
I will never argue with you again.
I won't be mean to you anymore.
As long as you want... whatever you do, I will yield to you.
Even if you truly become a mortal, I will protect you for lifetimes to come.
“Sister-in-law, don't worry too much.”
The Heavenly Dao's avatar approached, clicking his tongue in wonder as he looked at the giant cocoon. “This sword has a terrifyingly grand origin, and he has the protection of the Great Dao. My worthy brother is definitely receiving a blessing in disguise this time.”
He turned to look at Su Jinxue, pointing at her full head of white hair. “You've just reconstructed your origin, so your body is still very weak. Hurry up and sit down to adjust your breathing. Don't wait until my brother wakes up only for you to collapse. If that happens, he'll definitely tear down my Heavenly Dao space.”
Su Jinxue did not argue.
She walked over to the giant cocoon, keeping a distance of three feet, and sat down cross-legged.
The Extreme Cold Frost Great Dao circulated around her, echoing the aura of annihilation emitted by the giant cocoon.
“As long as he does not wake, I will not leave for even a single day.”
Su Jinxue closed her eyes. Her voice was cold, yet it carried an ironclad resolve.
The Heavenly Dao's avatar scratched his head, let out a sigh, and turned back to adjust the Heavenly Dao Divine Wheel to maintain the operation of the Xuanling Realm.
Time lost all meaning within the Heavenly Dao space.
In the outside world, the people of Qingyun Heaven and Myriad Snow Palace were already frantic with worry.
They had witnessed all the events of that fateful day.
What was supposed to be a joyous occasion for Sacred Lord Zhang's ascension had turned into Immortal Lord Su suddenly falling with severe injuries, only to be carried away by Sacred Lord Zhang as both of them vanished.
Initially, various forces had arrived one after another with gifts to offer their congratulations, but both locations had shut their gates and refused all visitors.
Only Lingxuzi, the Sacred Lord of the Taixu Sacred Ground, and Bai Lumian, the Valley Master of Spring-Return Valley, were invited inside.
Upon learning of the situation, Lingxuzi told everyone not to panic, promising that he would go investigate.
Soon after, he arrived at the Heavenly Dao space. Seeing the sorrow on Su Jinxue's face and the giant cocoon that carried a familiar aura, his heart skipped a beat.
He quickly asked what was going on. Only after learning that Zhang Mingyuan was merely forming a cocoon to be reborn did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Staring at the giant cocoon, he offered a rare compliment: “Old Zhang, you are a motherfucking real man this time.”
He left the Heavenly Dao space and comforted the crowds of both places, reassuring them that Zhang Mingyuan and Su Jinxue were fine and were merely cultivating in the Heavenly Dao space.
Only then did the disciples and elders of both factions ease their worries slightly.
But as day after day passed and the disciples of both places still saw no sign of their two leaders returning, their anxiety grew.
No one knew how much more time had passed.
Perhaps it was ten years, or perhaps a hundred.
Su Jinxue, who had been meditating with her eyes closed all this time, suddenly opened her eyes.
Crack.
An incredibly faint cracking sound echoed in the silent space.
Su Jinxue abruptly stood up, her eyes locked onto the giant cocoon before her.
On the surface of the giant cocoon, a single crack appeared on the dark red shell.
Immediately after, the cracks rapidly spread like a spiderweb.
Crack! Crack!
A blinding divine light burst through the cracks, illuminating the entire Heavenly Dao space as bright as day.
Startled, the Heavenly Dao's avatar scrambled over, his eyes wide as he witnessed the scene.
Boom!
The giant cocoon exploded.
The violent laws of annihilation swept outward like a hurricane.
This power surpassed the limits of the Xuanling Realm, even transcending ordinary immortal Dao laws.
Yet, this force that was powerful enough to destroy stars turned into the gentlest breeze the moment it touched Su Jinxue, lightly lifting her white hair.
Amidst the rain of light filling the sky, a slender figure slowly emerged.
He stood in midair, his black hair like a cascading waterfall dancing wildly in the wind. His once dull skin now radiated a cold, jade-like luster, even more translucent and flawless than before.
On his face, his features were deep and well-defined.
Between his starry eyes and sword-like brows, an overbearing aura of disdain for the world exuded.
Deep within his eyes, light swirled as if containing the ultimate truths of the universe's creation and destruction.
The Taiyuan Annihilation Samsara Great Dao flickered around his body. The Dao rhythm of the entire world pulsed and harmonized with his every breath.
He did not intentionally release any pressure, yet simply standing there made the Heavenly Dao's avatar feel a sense of suffocation.
It was an absolute suppression of life hierarchy.
Zhang Mingyuan lowered his head, looking down at the white-haired woman with tear-filled crimson eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled into a familiar, slightly roguish smile.
With a flash of his figure, he landed right in front of Su Jinxue.
Without any unnecessary words, he opened his arms and pulled her tightly into a warm embrace.
Feeling the genuine warmth of the person in his arms and breathing in the familiar cold fragrance of her hair, Zhang Mingyuan took a deep breath.
He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the Heavenly Dao space to look upon the vast, boundless world of living beings.
“Xuanling Realm, I'm back!”
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