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"A nobody."

"There should be a name to call you by."

"My surname is Xiang, the Xiang as in 'looking at one's back'! Xiang Nangui."

Xiang Beifei casually brushed it off.

Daoist Qingde looked at Xiang Beifei and for some reason, he found that the more he looked at Xiang Beifei, the weirder it seemed, saying, "Why do I always feel like I've seen you somewhere before, young brother?"

Well, wouldn't he look familiar as someone carved from the same mold over three generations?

Xiang Beifei forced a dry laugh and said, "Maybe it's because I inadvertently passed by this place a few days ago and was wanted as what you call an 'inner spy'!"

Only then did Daoist Qingde recall the commotion from the inner spy incident a few days ago, his brows furrowed with heaviness.

"Then how did you manage to enter our Hanxia?"

"You might not believe it, but I was walking in the desolate lands, heard some strange bell sounds, walked this way, and somehow ended up here," Xiang Beifei said, touching his forehead.

Daoist Qingde took another pause!

His eyes seemed to flicker with a strange light, as if he was pondering something.

After a long while, Daoist Qingde suddenly said, "You are a Taoist Body."

"What's a Taoist Body?" Xiang Beifei asked, puzzled.

"You don't know?"

Daoist Qingde stared intently at Xiang Beifei, as if trying to discern whether he was pretending or not.

But Xiang Beifei genuinely did not understand.

"Am I supposed to know?" he asked.

"You don't know... you actually don't know..." Daoist Qingde was extremely surprised. Seeing that Xiang Beifei's reactions did not seem fake, he then asked, "Then, do you understand what a Dao embryo is?"

"What is it?" Xiang Beifei suddenly became spirited and asked curiously, "Just now, I heard the Meat-Winged Monster and the Demon Tentacle shouting at you to hand over the Dao embryo. Were they targeting you because of this Dao embryo thing?"

"The Human Race is a race favored by the Heavenly Dao!" Daoist Qingde said solemnly.

"And so?"

"We have gained the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, and thus we possess Dao embryos, becoming cultivators. You are also a cultivator of the Human Race; how do you not know about this?" Daoist Qingde retorted.

"No one has ever mentioned it to me." Xiang Beifei shrugged.

"Then how do you cultivate?"

"That's a good question."

Reflecting back on the first time he began cultivating, because he accepted the rules of the Jiuzhou world right from the start, everything seemed to fall into place naturally. He hadn't paid any attention to how cultivation was actually achieved.

"I don't know; everyone else was cultivating, so I just followed suit," Xiang Beifei said.

"Protecting the Dao embryo means safeguarding the hope for the continuation of our Human Race!" Daoist Qingde stated.

"What does the Dao embryo look like, then?" Xiang Beifei asked again.

Daoist Qingde mused over Xiang Beifei's words and fell silent, not answering immediately.

This was a secret of the Human Race; it wasn't wise to casually disclose it to a stranger.

But at that moment, a violent booming sound came from afar once more, and the eight Floating Immortal Isles started to tremble again. The terrifying and powerful spiritual power fluctuations roared over like a ferocious tempest, battering the formation of the Floating Immortal Isles.

The battle within the isle had concluded, yet outside the Floating Immortal Isles, Daoist Qingyang and two Demon Gods were still clashing. Their powers were that of the mighty Immortal Realm. As spiritual power interwove, the aftershocks rocked the very fabric of space, almost tearing it apart.

Daoist Qingde's expression changed as well, anxiously looking toward the battlefield outside the isle. There, various intense spiritual powers tore through space; Netherworld water and red tendrils intertwined in an inextricable battle with Daoist Qingyang.

It was a tremendously terrifying battle. To avoid affecting those nearby, Daoist Qingyang purposely drew the battlefield ten miles away, yet the leftover tremors from the fight still made the vicinity rumble ominously.

"Daoist Qingyang, you're no match for the two of us. Do you still wish to resist stubbornly?" the Eternal Night Sovereign sneered coldly.

"Hand over the Dao embryo, and I will leave you with an intact corpse!" the Demon Tentacle King burst forth with trails of blood light, hammering towards Daoist Qingyang.

Daoist Qingyang, with Sword Qi crisscrossing in his hands, blocked these attacks.

"The Dao embryo must still be on the Floating Immortal Isles; let's break through their defenses first!"

Eternal Night Sovereign and the Demon Tentacle King exchanged a look, and the light around them both intensified. Their furious aura seemed as if they were about to punch a hole in the heavens and earth. Space twisted violently, and the vortexes formed by the Netherworld water roared angrily; each vortex resembled a deep abyssal hole, emitting a terrifying low chant. Even Xiaohei could not approach successfully due to such a horrifying aura.

The Eternal Night Sovereign and the Demon Tentacle King noticed the situation on the Floating Immortal Isles. All their minions were blocked outside the Floating Immortal Isles. They then directed their assault on the Floating Immortal Isles, with red vortexes mixed with black tentacles, stirring up beams of grey light, rushing towards the Floating Immortal Isles!

However, Daoist Qingyang turned into a fleeting shadow, appearing in front of the Floating Immortal Isles. Roaring with ferocious Sword Qi in his hands, he drew down the lightning from the sky. Magnificent divine lightning cracked with the Sword Qi, aiming at the beams of grey light!

Boom! Boom!

Blasts set off terrifying ripples, sweeping out in circles and pushing Daoist Qingyang back hundreds of meters. He slapped the void behind him with his left hand, materializing a pattern of the Eight Trigrams Array on his palm, as if leaning against a wall, he forcefully stopped his own body with this Eight Trigrams pattern.

"Senior brother!" Daoist Qingde called out softly.

Daoist Qingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze filled with sorrow as he looked at the once prosperous Hanxia Kingdom, now turned into a wasteland, his heart filled with pain.

"Don't worry about me, Qingde. Make sure everyone is safe when you leave!" Daoist Qingyang clenched his fists.

"Senior brother, let's go together..." Daoist Qingde shouted lowly.

"I must hold them back."

Daoist Qingyang's entire being floated mid-air, a golden light shining from his body, resembling a dazzling sun, illuminating every person on the Floating Immortal Isles. His eyes gradually firmed, and his body burst forth with a resolve to face death.

Boom!

His light swept out, clearing away the Meat-Winged Monsters and Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage that were still attacking the Floating Immortal Isles, not allowing any of the Yi Tribe to approach the Floating Immortal Isles. But he couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood.

"Senior brother!"

"Sect Leader..."

Everyone on the Floating Immortal Isles looked at Daoist Qingyang with eyes full of worry.

"As long as there is one person alive, there is hope!"

He stood with his back to everyone, alone and slender but so resolute, like a mountain, protecting everyone from danger.

Xiang Beifei also clenched his fists, his face heavy as he looked at Daoist Qingyang. The scale of the battle was beyond his ability; it was not something he could intervene in, and even Xiaohei could not approach the battle region.

"Netherworld Soul Ferrying Chant!"

On the other side, the Eternal Night Sovereign roared, and the Netherworld water around him became even more turbulent. Shrill screams emanated from each Netherworld vortex, countless pale lights converging from the Netherworld, appearing ahead.

These pale lights formed shadows in the air—those were the souls of the dead, not just humans but also various desolate beasts. Different people saw different souls; anyone who personally witnessed their deaths would see them appear.

What Daoist Qingyang saw were innumerable souls of desolate beasts and the spirits of the humans who had just perished. These souls abruptly manifested in front of his eyes—faces filled with terror or helplessly looking at him.

"Sect Leader, why didn't you save me?"

"I was devoured by a Netherworld monster, you cultivators promised to protect us."

"You purposely let us die..."

All the souls were speaking to Daoist Qingyang, their different voices lingering in his ears for a long time, influencing his mind; even when he closed his eyes, he could still see them.

"I cannot protect you, but I can protect those who remain."

Daoist Qingyang took a deep breath, his will firm. However, those souls rushed towards him—screams, calls, and wails... Countless soundwaves formed a powerful attack in the air, among which were numerous red tentacles intertwining.

"Nine Nether Shatter Space!"

The Demon Tentacle King's red tentacles sealed off the space completely; wherever the red tentacles reached, space seemed to be obliterated, shattered into pieces, with even Spiritual Power being directly annihilated.

Beneath Daoist Qingyang's feet, golden light brightened, forming Eight Trigrams patterns. At that moment, a stone gate rose rumblingly from the ground in the center of the eight Floating Immortal Isles, with a Dao Stone hanging on it.

He stood above the Dao Stone, his clothes moving without wind, standing there as if he was the very heavens!