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　　"Don't take Chen Xia away, okay... please?"

　　The big yellow dog hung its ears, its tone pleading and mournful, yet with an unyielding tint.

　　Zhang Daoming clenched his fists beside him, his palms sweaty, not uttering a word.

　　If it really came to a fight, his old bones should be able to hold on for half a second.

　　The Old Fisherman shook his head gently. "You don't understand. The Vast Heaven Sword Sea needs him."

　　"With so many Heaven-Mending Realm cultivators and saints, why does it have to be Chen Xia?" The big yellow dog asked, looking very puzzled and shouting.

　　At this point, the Old Fisherman didn't want to hide it anymore and confessed.

　　"Because he is the life-prolonging medicine for the Sword Venerable Great Emperor, the medicine prepared for refinement."

　　Zhang Daoming's heart trembled, and he exclaimed, "Using one person as medicine!"

　　"Yes," the Old Fisherman nodded.

　　"Don't refine Chen Xia, please, don't. I beg you!" The big yellow dog's tone was extremely anxious, with a sobbing sound.

　　"I wish I could, but the Vast Heaven Sword Sea won't allow it," the Old Fisherman shook his head expressionlessly.

　　"Don't, please don't. Refine me instead. I can be refined too. I heard that dog meat is delicious. The Great Emperor should like it. Please!"

　　The big yellow dog had already knelt on the ground, crawling forward, pleading mournfully to the Old Fisherman, its eyes filled with tears.

　　"Leaving the Vast Heaven Sword Sea is Chen Xia's wish. I hope he can fulfill it. Can you satisfy him? I'm willing to be the life-prolonging medicine. I don't care."

　　The Old Fisherman looked gloomy and showed no change. After a moment, he sighed.

　　"Since I entered the Vast Heaven Sword Sea, you've been at the Sword Forest. When I was young, I heard my master say that you should be the unwilling incarnation of a once-in-a-lifetime great figure after his fall."

　　"But from the beginning to the end, I never saw what kind of great figure you were. It's kind of funny. I even had the thought that you could save the Vast Heaven Sword Sea."

　　"A worm can live for a long time, but once it turns into a butterfly, it can only live for a while."

　　The big yellow dog didn't understand. It only hoped that Chen Xia could leave.

　　Zhang Daoming listened beside him, seeming to understand but not fully, his eyebrows furrowed.

　　In the starry sky, Chen Xia's body shuddered, flashing back tens of thousands of miles. Suddenly, a pure white light shone brightly, and his long, narrow and translucent wings spread out, covering the starlight and the stars.

　　He stood in the starry sky and said softly to the big yellow dog, "Don't cry."

　　Although the Old Fisherman had seen a lot, he was still stunned for a moment seeing Chen Xia like this and frowned.

　　"Heavenly Dragon?!"

　　After a moment, he shook his head again and affirmed, "It's the Heavenly Dragon's image possessing him."

　　Chen Xia didn't reply anymore. With a flap of his wings, his body burst out and charged forward like a pure white thin line. In a moment, he really turned into a Heavenly Dragon!

　　Roaming the universe, with supreme bloodline!

　　The Old Fisherman made hand seals, his glabella shining, and roared, "Ancient Seven Kills."

　　Extremely powerful divine light shot out from the depths of the universe!

　　The two collided, and the star river trembled!

　　Inside and outside the Vast Heaven Sword Sea, there was a great battle.

　　———

　　The Third Elder stared blankly at the trembling starry sky. The dark reckoning had already somewhat overpowered the sword light. After all, the Sect Leader couldn't hold it back anymore.

　　He couldn't help thinking that if only there was one more Great Emperor in the Vast Heaven Sword Sea, everything could continue.

　　Even if it was impossible, it would be okay if the most talented Chen Xia became a Great Emperor. As long as the Vast Heaven Sword Sea could be saved, he could accept it.

　　But there was none.

　　Reality was helpless.

　　The dark reckoning above was so conspicuous.

　　The Third Elder began to recall. From the moment he entered the Vast Heaven Sword Sea until now, over ten thousand years had passed, and the journey of his life kept flashing through his mind.

　　One after another.

　　His character was arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone, and he had offended many people. Now thinking about it, he might have done a lot of wrong things.

　　But he didn't regret it. There was no such thing as a wrongdoer among the Supreme Elders of the Vast Heaven Sword Sea.

　　They should be high above.

　　Now that the Vast Heaven Sword Sea was about to be extinguished, how could he place all his hopes on others?

　　Supreme Elder, high above.

　　The Third Elder gritted his teeth. His cultivation level of the Heaven-Mending Realm reached its peak at this moment. He rose up and turned into a stream of light, shouting a high-pitched voice.

　　"Third Elder of the Vast Heaven Sword Sea, determined to resist the great era reckoning!"

　　He rushed forward violently.

　　Then he disappeared.

　　Like a pebble sinking into a pond.

　　Better than nothing.

　　After this, streams of light rose up one after another, and shouts rang out suddenly.

　　"Third Law Elder of the Vast Heaven Sword Sea!"

　　"Second Elder of the Vast Heaven Sword Sea!"

　　"Supernatural Elder!"

　　"..."

　　When there were more streams of light, they became like rain, falling upside down into the sky.

　　This was also the foundation of the Vast Heaven Sword Sea.

　　———

　　The battle in the star region continued.

　　Chen Xia was panting slightly. The dark reckoning had already fallen on his head and that of the Old Fisherman's incarnation.

　　"Everyone is rushing to die. Is there still a need to keep me?" Chen Xia saw the streams of light and asked.

　　"Then it's even more necessary," the Old Fisherman hadn't looked at the streams of light from the beginning to the end. He nodded gently.

　　Chen Xia looked at the approaching great era reckoning, then at the big yellow dog and Zhang Daoming, looking a bit worried, and asked.

　　"Can you send them away? Then you and I can fight one-on-one. I won't run away until there's no clear winner."

　　The Old Fisherman nodded. "Yes, the Star Gate is half-open. Sending them away is no problem."

　　"Aren't we leaving together?" The big yellow dog hung its ears and shouted.

　　"Life is full of reunions. It's okay," Chen Xia waved his hand, saying comforting words.

　　The Old Fisherman waved his palm gently, and the big yellow dog and Zhang Daoming were already on the Star Gate.

　　"If someone asks me in the future what the craziest thing I've ever done is, I'll probably answer that I became sworn brothers with a dog and a bird."

　　Chen Xia's voice with a light chuckle reached the big yellow dog's ears.

　　"But if someone asks me what the coolest thing I've ever done is, I'll also answer like this."

　　The big yellow dog's eyes filled with tears. Its two paws wanted to stretch out, but its body had already sunk into the Star Gate.

　　It and Zhang Daoming disappeared.

　　Only then did Chen Xia's panting start to grow heavier, and his expression showed fatigue.

　　The Old Fisherman said softly, "Although you're in the Heaven-Mending Realm, you're using saint-level supernatural powers. It's normal that you can't beat me."

　　"I can't admit defeat," Chen Xia exhaled a breath. Three million flying swords shot out suddenly, and the Heavenly Dragon's spirit reached its peak, with grayish-white colors spreading.

　　All his supernatural powers were unleashed, and all his moves were revealed.

　　He used the three million flying swords as the dragon's body and time as the dragon's spirit, turning into a Heavenly Dragon of the universe, shaking the stars and charging forward.

　　At this moment.

　　The great era reckoning descended.

　　———

　　The Vast Heaven Sword Sea was the first to bear the brunt of the great era reckoning.

　　For millions of miles around, there was only dark reckoning. The higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the harder it was for them to survive.

　　The fight between the Old Fisherman and the White Emperor lasted for half a month, making the stars vanish and the starry sky tremble.

　　In the end, this saint, the Old Fisherman, was no match for the quasi-emperor. Even with the immortal sword in his hand, he was still a bit weaker, and it became more and more obvious later.

　　Now the immortal sword was trembling, and he could hardly hold it.

　　The White Emperor's eyes grew greedier, staring fixedly at the flying sword. "Once I get the immortal sword, I don't need the great era reckoning. I'll first slash this Vast Heaven Sword Sea with one sword."

　　The Old Fisherman didn't respond. His extremely aged body raised the sword again.

　　This time, he was easily blocked by the White Emperor. "You don't even have the strength left. How dare you use the immortal sword?"

　　There were three battlefields in the Vast Heaven Sword Sea. Here, a winner had to be decided first.

　　The Sword Venerable Great Emperor had always stood above the sword sea, his old body motionless.

　　Until the White Emperor's hand touched the hilt of the immortal sword.

　　He suddenly looked up, his eyes shining with extremely bright sword light, dazzling.

　　The immortal sword trembled and actually shattered. The end of the hilt flew over from the star river and landed in the Sword Venerable Great Emperor's hand. His aged voice slowly said.

　　"Although I'm in decline and powerless to turn the tide, I won't tolerate provocation before I die."

　　He raised the half of the immortal sword, and the whole sword sea began to boil. Even the dark reckoning started to retreat, not daring to approach.

　　"Just a quasi-emperor. Slash him with one sword!"

　　He swung the half of the immortal sword.

　　A thin line that seemed to stretch across the entire starry sky appeared.

　　It landed steadily on the White Emperor.

　　This was one sword.

　　It split open his protective Great Dao, cut through his precious robe, and struck his soul's sea of consciousness.

　　The White Emperor let out a wail, his body spurting out imperial blood, his aura dying, dyeing thousands of miles of the starry sky red. His figure panicked and fled in an instant, leaving this star region.

　　The Sword Venerable Great Emperor casually threw the half of the immortal sword into the sword sea, his aura aging. He sighed, "I'm still old. I can only use half of it."

　　He sat cross-legged above the sword sea, looking at the constantly shattering Vast Heaven Sword Sea, and said softly.

　　"Everyone, leave."

　　After this sentence.

　　The Sword Venerable Great Emperor no longer had any aura. He completely passed away sitting above the sword sea.

　　High up in the starry sky.

　　The Sect Leader fell from the highest point, crashing onto the shattered Vast Heaven Sword Sea. His saint-level cultivation vanished. He just stared blankly at the starry sky and murmured.

　　"It's over."

　　The Old Fisherman walked towards the half of the immortal sword at the tip of the sword, dragging his extremely weak body and merging with his external incarnation.

　　Chen Xia crashed out from the shattered stars, covered in blood. Seeing the even weaker Old Fisherman in front of him, he paused for a moment and didn't make a move.

　　The Old Fisherman raised his aged hand, holding the half of the immortal sword, and said softly.

　　"When I was in the Vast Heaven Sword Sea, what I was most afraid of hearing was you calling me master. I didn't deserve it. So every time you called me, I would blame myself, as if a knife was cutting my heart."

　　Chen Xia's expression was complex and he didn't speak.

　　"Now it's over. As your master, I'll give you a chance at the last moment to make up for my sins."

　　The Old Fisherman waved the half of the immortal sword gently.

　　It stabbed straight into Chen Xia's chest. The incomparable force and sword light sent him plummeting down, towards the depths of the star river.

　　The Old Fisherman's aged voice whispered in the starry sky.

　　"Consider it as if I killed you. The Vast Heaven Sword Sea has no place for you. Don't come back."

　　"Like this, I won't let you down, nor will I let the Vast Heaven Sword Sea down."

　　Chen Xia fell into the Star Gate, the half of the immortal sword stuck straight into his chest, sinking into his internal sword sea and becoming the leader of the three million flying swords.

　　The Old Fisherman turned around, facing the already shattered Vast Heaven Sword Sea.

　　His aged body straightened up.

　　Alone in the starry sky.