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第一千一百三十九章 跨越今古见

"Convince and bring Yi Xing back to Great Xuan."

Looking at the brief content of the persuasion, Wang Xuandabo couldn't help scratching his head.

Although he didn’t fully understand the meaning behind it, this did not hinder his belief in its effectiveness.

With a low growl, the shadow beneath him started to slowly move. Soon enough, an identical body to Wang Xuandabo emerged from the shadows.

This was a capability he had awakened after fusing with the exotic beast named "Shadow."

The Shadow Body possessed half of the original's strength and would not be affected by its death.

Such a risky errand suited him perfectly.

With this thought, Wang Xuandabo transformed his shadow into a dark dragon, breaking through the air.

Several days later, he finally found Yi Xing Island.

The faint wails coming from the island made Wang Xuandabo feel uneasy.

He called out several times but received no response. Entering the building, he was met with various strange and eerie creatures, causing his scalp to prickle.

"These things are even more disgusting than the beasts I fused with."

Deepening into the interior, he finally saw the main subject in a transparent cage.

"Sir, my master wishes you to come over for a chat," Wang Xuandabo said without hesitation.

Yi Xing did not react at all.

Wang Xuandabo repeated this several times but received no response.

Seeing this, he decided to follow the emperor's instructions and directly asked: "Do you want to know who created the Immortal-Demon Mist?"

Yi Xing's body trembled as his gaze shifted from the experimental subject to Wang Xuandabo.

"What did you say...?"

The double emphasis made Wang Xuandabo swallow hard, but he still repeated it bravely.

Before Yi Xing could speak, Wang Xuandabo continued: "Do you want to know the perfect method of 'Building Foundation with Myself'?"

Yi Xing's hunched figure slowly straightened as he stared at Wang Xuandabo with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Wang Xuandabo laughed nervously, "I'm just an errand boy. If you want to know the answer, follow me."

"Lead the way!"

What Wang Xuandabo did not expect was that Yi Xing agreed so readily this time.

Thick fog shot out from the cage behind him as several humans screamed and disappeared.

Wang Xuandabo nodded quickly.

"By the way, my master also reminded you to remember the rib bone and bring it with you."

Yi Xing's gaze turned cold, his murderous intent no longer hidden. However, seeing Wang Xuandabo's fearless demeanor, he forced himself to suppress his anger.

---

After searching his body, he found no rib bone. Eventually, he located it in the den of a small dog that looked like a human hand.

Kicking the dog aside, Yi Xing gestured for them to leave.

Wang Xuandabo flew ahead as their guide, passing through the entrance of a small world hidden by an array and returning to Great Xuan Kingdom.

Slightly surprised by the dense aura here, Yi Xing focused his attention on the highest tower in Holy Capital City.

He could sense that there was a powerful existence within it.

Soon enough, Yi Xing stood before Li Ping, the Faceless Emperor.

"Why did you bring me here with such effort?" Yi Xing's expression was not particularly pleasant.

"Merely to pay my respects," Li Ping said from his high throne, looking down at Yi Xing with a calm demeanor.

"May I ask about this method?"

Before Yi Xing could react, Li Ping lightly tapped the air.

A light screen appeared before Yi Xing.

Initially indifferent, he became solemn and then shocked upon seeing its contents.

"What...?"

He repeatedly viewed it several times before casting his gaze towards the Li Ping clone with disbelief.

"Have you heard of my possession of a rib bone?" The clone did not explain but asked again.

Yi Xing nodded. "It is from the first cultivator to be infected by the Immortal-Demon Mist..."

"May I have a look?"

Yi Xing hesitated but eventually handed it over to Li Ping.

Li Fan held the rib bone, lost in some recollection.

After a long sigh, he seemed melancholic and sorrowful before returning the rib bone to Yi Xing.

The clone's actions left Yi Xing puzzled.

"Are you...?"

"Seeing an old acquaintance like this. Just some feelings, please don't take it to heart."

Li Ping's words struck Yi Xing like a thunderclap.

"What? An old acquaintance?"

Suspicion filled his eyes as he stared at Li Ping intently.

Li Ping remained unperturbed, his voice low and heavy: "Haha, who else in this world remembers him besides me?"

"Great Yellow-Black Heavenly Sage, the true sage of the world. Su Bai, Mr. White..."

---

As he spoke, a figure appeared before Yi Xing.

It immediately caught his attention.

The person in the scene had such perfect features that no flaw could be found. His gaze was filled with gentleness and affection, even causing a shiver when met with his eyes despite being an illusion.

Yi Xing was lost for a long time.

Recalling what Li Ping said, he suddenly trembled as realization dawned on him: "You...?"

"Seeing an old acquaintance like this. Just some feelings, please don't take it to heart."

Li Ping's words echoed in Yi Xing's ears like a thunderbolt.

"What? An old acquaintance?"

Suspicion filled his eyes as he stared at Li Ping intently.

Li Ping remained unperturbed, his voice low and heavy: "Haha, who else remembers him besides me in this world?"

"Great Yellow-Black Heavenly Sage, the true sage of the world. Su Bai, Mr. White..."

"What? It's really like that?"

...

Yi Xing stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeming to have suffered a major blow, he lost his direction and was at a loss.

Li Ping waited for a long time until Yi Xing slowly recovered from his shock.

Only then did he continue speaking, revealing his true intentions.

"Unable to tread on the path of immortals before, the Transmission Sage stands above."

"Can you help me fulfill Mr. White's unfinished wish by breaking through the foundation of the transmitted method and saving Yellow-Black from peril?"

Li Ping descended from his throne and approached Yi Xing, helping him up with a solemn expression.

Yi Xing quickly understood Li Ping's meaning.

"You mean this perfect 'Building Foundation with Myself' method was his creation?" Yi Xing’s voice trembled.

Li Ping nodded, sighing: "Yes. In the entire Yellow-Black world, who else could have such talent and skill?"

Yi Xing was increasingly awestruck.

"Yes, yes," he repeated to himself.

Again looking at the characters on the screen before him, Yi Xing seemed to see through time and connect with Mr. White's gaze.

"Are my thoughts really in sync with his from thousands of years ago?"

"And he even surpasses me..."

...

Seeing Yi Xing completely lost, Li Fan knew the plan had succeeded.

(End of Chapter)

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