Flying fish

Eight hundred years ago, a legendary man passed away. Zhang Ruochen, the son of Emperor Ming, was killed by his fiancée, Princess Chi Yao. Then, eight hundred years after his death, he came back, only to find that the one who had killed him had already unified Kunlun's Field and built the First Central Empire, and was now known as Empress Chi Yao... Empress Chi Yao—Her Majesty governed the mortal world and enjoyed prestige in all directions as well as an eternal life. Zhang Ruochen stood outside of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, looking at the statue of Empress Chi Yao, and the flames of hatred burned in his heart. “After I practice for 13 years, I shall send the empress to her doom!”

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God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen started to contemplate what Ling Feiyu had said.

To be a saint sword, one didn't just practice their sword techniques, but also their state of mind. If his or her state of mind couldn't be improved, they'd never become a sword saint.

Ling Feiyu said, "How many lifetimes of memories and saintly way comprehensions have you integrated?"

Ling Feiyu nodded calmly and said, "Not bad. With that experience, it'll benefit your future refining heaps."

Zhang Ruochen stayed silent for quite a while, and then, he said, "We spent three hundred years together in our sixth lifetime, and we made lots of unforgettable memories. Do you still remember them?"

Ling Feiyu was softened for a little bit, but then, she sharpened again. "Everything is illusory in 'Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Map.' What's the point of talking about this?"

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