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Feeling the sharpness at his throat, Candle Star asked in a deep voice, "If you don't explain your origins, I can't possibly let you get close to him."

The man in white glanced at Candle Star, his sword-raising hand perfectly straight, like a bridge, making Candle Star feel he was hard to reach.

Although wary of the man in white, Candle Star was not yet at the point of fear.

For the sake of entering the World Gate, how much effort had he exerted to obtain such an opportunity? How could he give up now?

"My identity cannot be revealed, otherwise it will harm both him and you. You just need to know that the sword in my hand can diminish your Dao Fruit," the man in white said with an indifferent look in his eyes.

As his words fell, a terrifying Sword Intent instantly locked onto Candle Star, causing the gaze of Profound Yuan Free Immortal to lose its luster.

The man in white turned and sheathed his sword, continuing to walk towards Long Qing.

Candle Star stood dumbfounded in place, his body trembling slightly.

The clash between the two was not hidden; many disciples saw the man in white draw his sword against Candle Star, yet they did not act rashly, for they all knew that Candle Star was the strongest existence in Medicine Valley, even the Valley Master held great respect for him.

The Third Medicine Valley of today did not possess the cohesion of a thousand years ago; most disciples were merely passing through, at least they would not risk their lives for Long Qing.

Noticing the approach of the man in white while chatting with Lv Baitian, Long Qing's gaze fell upon Candle Star.

He saw Candle Star rooted to the spot, body trembling, gaze vacant, clearly not in a proper state.

Just as he was about to speak up, the man in white suddenly arrived in front of him, startling Long Qing into a reflexive step back.

Snap!

The scabbard pressed on Long Qing's shoulder, rendering him immobile.

Long Qing's eyes widened, a look of disbelief crossing his face.

Lv Baitian beside him also reacted, instinctively wanting to make a move against the man in white, but was subdued by a single glance from the man.

Faced with the man in white's gaze, Lv Baitian felt as if he'd entered another dimly lit world, surrounded by dense Treasure Swords pointing towards him, sending shivers down his spine. He felt as if moving even an inch would result in colliding with a sword, creating a suffocating and terrifying sensation of being unable to move at all.
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In reality, Long Qing did not fall into an Illusion Realm, but facing the man in white, he felt no less pressure. The scabbard on his shoulder felt like a majestic mountain, such that he couldn't muster his Mana.

Long Qing stared at the man in white and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you, and do we have a grudge?"

After Gu An left, he didn't always stay in the Third Medicine Valley either; sometimes he would venture out for experience, having met countless people. But he could be certain he hadn't provoked such a formidable being. The only thing he could think of was his bloodline.

If a strong being like Candle Star could not resist this person, then surely this being was not from the Celestial Spirit Great World.

The man in white studied Long Qing and after a long time, with no immediate response, his eyes betrayed a hint of disappointment.

Such a look made Long Qing uncomfortable, a sense of inexplicable anger rising in him.

The man in white spoke, "You're more disappointing than I imagined. You need not be nervous, I won't harm you. There's no one in this world more trustworthy than me."

"Heh..." Long Qing gave a hollow, humorless laugh.

The man in white continued, "My surname is Long as well, you understand now, don't you?"

At these words, Long Qing's eyes widened in astonishment.

Suddenly, Candle Star appeared beside Long Qing, reaching out to grab the scabbard of the man in white.

"Wait! Let him finish!" Long Qing said in a low voice, his eyes fixed intensely on the man in white.

Candle Star had just broken free from the Illusion Technique; he hadn't heard what the man in white had just said. He turned his head towards the man in white, his eyes full of shock and wariness.

The man in white withdrew his hand, and Candle Star followed by releasing his grasp, watching as the man planted his Treasure Sword into the ground.

As the scabbard struck the earth, the surrounding environment underwent a drastic change, and they found themselves in a dark world. Looking around, the ground was covered in sword shadows, all plunged into the earth.

"What a powerful domain..."

Candle Star muttered to himself, his eyes sweeping around as a storm of amazement churned within him.

The man in white stared at Long Qing and said, "My name is Long Jun, son of Emperor Longxin, your ancestor. I have glimpsed your entire life in the past; although much is obscured, I can generally deduce your future path."

Candle Star's face drastically changed, his eyes brimming with shock.

Long Qing was also greatly startled, silent, gazing dumbfounded at Long Jun.

"In the future, you will lead the Supreme Sect to unify the Celestial Spirit Great World, but you will ultimately die at the hands of the War Court."

Long Jun continued, his gaze shifting to Long Qing, "You will be possessed by the Silent Destruction God Emperor."

Long Qing's heart pounded wildly.

Long Jun then turned his eyes toward Candle Star and said, "You will be forged into a Daoist Soldier by the Lord of the War Court, your will eternally subjected to torture."

Candle Star's face turned ghostly pale as if he had realized something.

Long Qing gritted his teeth and asked, "The Long Clan has been annihilated until only I remain, you say you're my ancestor, why didn't you take action?"

Long Jun looked at him with a deep and distant gaze, "Because my current fate is worse than death. What you see is not me from this moment, but from the past; this is a method I left before being captured, hoping to help the Long Clan escape its destiny."

Long Qing couldn't comprehend his words and involuntarily glanced at Candle Star.

Candle Star furrowed his brows and asked, "Do you mean that you have traveled here from the past or projected yourself here?"

Long Jun said, "If it's too hard to understand, don't dwell on it. What's most important is how to resolve the impending calamity. If the Silent Destruction God Emperor succeeds in possessing you, he might indeed gain the powers of my grandfather."

"Are you talking about Long Zhan?"

"Yes, although I inherited his Destiny Pattern, in comparison to his bloodline power, it's really nothing," Long Jun answered.

Long Qing recalled Candle Star mentioning before that Emperor Longxin's grandson had also inherited the talents of Celestial Dragon Emperor Long Zhan.

He opened his mouth, intending to ask.

Isn't Emperor Longxin's grandson Long Jun's son?

As if seeing through his confusion, Long Jun replied, "Yes, my child also inherited this bloodline power. It was precisely because of it that the Long Clan met with disaster. He is already dead, and I am still alive only because my father told me the stories of my grandfather. Since childhood, I have hidden my talents, but my child was born during the prime of the War Court, and he was reckless."

Long Qing felt dizzy from the information, and Candle Star was equally shocked, rapidly contemplating.

Long Jun looked at Long Qing and said, "To break the Long Clan's fate, you need to practice a Divine Skill."

Long Qing frowned and asked, "Which Divine Skill?"

"The Celestial Dragon Dharma Aspect. This skill will allow you to conjure the Dharma Aspect of people with whom you share a blood connection to fight alongside you."

"Even if I master it, won't their strength depend on my Cultivation Level?" asked Long Qing, frowning. He instinctively resisted, feeling the Divine Skill came at great cost.

"No, the strength of the conjured Dharma Aspects will be solely based on their own Cultivation Levels when they were alive. The difficult part is to conjure them. This is a skill created by my father, reportedly inspired by my grandfather. He said my grandfather's skill was even more powerful, but unfortunately, I have never witnessed it," Long Jun explained.

"What's the price to learn this skill?" asked Long Qing, taking a deep breath.

Long Jun replied, "It will cost you a lifetime. You may bear offspring before exercising this power and then sacrifice yourself to break the Long Clan's fate. That's the only way."

Only way?

Long Qing's brow furrowed, and for some reason, his thoughts turned to his master.

Did his master leave because of his fate?

But if that were the case, why would Senior Sister Anxin ask on behalf of his master if he was willing to follow?

Long Qing looked up at Long Jun and asked, "Then do you know my master?"