Love Life Full Of Regrets

Chapter 1437: Elder Cui, Death and Rebirth


"That's right, the reason you can't attack them.


It's because your strength isn't strong enough, and you couldn't tear through this space barrier," Xu Zimei explained.


"Sorry, I'm just too weak," Bian Wenzhou said helplessly.


Xu Zimei looked at Shangguan Xian and asked, "Do you want to give it a try?"


"This Dimensional Space is different from ordinary space.


It doesn't seem that easy to break," Shangguan Xian said.


She had been observing here all along.


At this moment, she spoke seriously, "I do want to try, just not sure if I have enough capability."


"With your Immortal Spirit Body, it should be enough," Xu Zimei said.

"Does anyone here have some understanding of the Tyrant Blade?"

"Are you saying, that there's some collusion between the Tyrant Blade and the royal family?" Bian Wenzhou pondered.


"I've met the Tyrant Blade a few times, but his mind is deep, and I don't know much.


However, Chaos Palace might know something.


After all, the position of the City Lord of the Tyrant Blade was appointed by them."


"Chaos Palace is not trustworthy," Xu Zimei shook his head.


Considering the Tyrant Blade's status, he should be an outsider to the royal family no matter what.


But the royal family protects him at all costs.


Even goes so far as to let him enter the Dimensional World of the Three Elders of the Holy Flame to escape a disaster.


This doesn't seem normal at all.


"Break this Dimensional Space, then meet him and ask him directly," Bian Wenzhou suggested.


"We can't guess anything."


Xu Zimei nodded slightly.


He didn't take action because he didn't understand the world below.


What if the opponent has another place to escape to?


If he acts hastily and scares the opponent away, he would waste time chasing again.


So he let Shangguan Xian take action.


Although he is a Great Saint, according to rumors, the Three Elders of the Holy Flame are figures from the time of the Ancestor of Chaotic Flame.


Surely, the three of them should all be Great Saints.


One Great Saint fighting three Great Saints.


Anyway you look at it, he's at a disadvantage; the Three Elders of the Holy Flame shouldn't run away.


......


Bian Wenzhou had just suffered a loss, so Shangguan Xian was very cautious this time.


Her Immortal Spirit Body activated surrounding her.


Her entire being was immaculate, just like a fairy truly descended to the mortal world, her long tresses slowly falling.


Immortal Spirit Fire ignited around her.


Shangguan Xian didn't use weapons, but kept forming seals with both hands.


The marks were complicated and took quite some time.


Finally, when the seal was completed, it turned out to be a Fire of Thunder descending.


Combining thunder and fire.


One could even say thunder is a more domineering attribute than fire.


Because the essence of fire is burning.


No matter how destructive the fire is, its purpose is to burn. .


It could be a great fire that burns the heavens and boils the sea.


Or it could be the firewood for an ordinary person's meal.


All revolve around the concept of entanglement.


And thunderbolt, only when the flame is ferocious enough, does it give birth to thunder.


This is also a supremely powerful thunder fire.


Shangguan Xian condensed numerous Immortal Spirit Fires into this thunder fire, and although its area of effect wasn't large, its power was astonishing.


It was as if all power was concentrated at one point.


With a "boom" sound.


The thunderbolt erupted violently, the void shattered, purple thunderbolts continuously entwined and exploded.


Finally, the tomb seemed to sense something.


The ground underfoot started shaking.


......


"Kid, if you had left obediently just now.


We were planning to spare you a way out."


An aged voice emerged from the ground, appearing quite severe.


In a cold tone: "Unfortunately, you insist on courting death, forcing me to show up.


You rushed headlong into Hell with no door to escape."


Hearing this voice, Bian Wenzhou and the others all had a change of expression.


Because they suspected something.


And the people of the royal family were naturally ecstatic.


"It's the ancestor, the ancestor isn't dead, there's no mistake."


"The ancestor is powerful, as long as the ancestor is here, everything is no longer a problem."


Someone exclaimed with relief.


At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the ground.


The crack in the ground grew larger, and bottomless, eventually revealing a coffin within the crack.


Slowly floating upwards.


Seeing the coffin rise, Xu Zimei was unfazed, still staring into the crack.


Unfortunately, the crack slowly closed up.


This made Xu Zimei somewhat disappointed.


He could only focus on the coffin, as the lid opened, and an old man walked out.


An old man with white hair and a youthful face.


It's hard to imagine such a youthful elder would seal himself in a coffin.


"It's Elder Cui of the Three Elders of the Holy Flame," someone recognized the old man's identity.


"I once had the fortune to meet Elder Cui, how does it seem he's growing younger?"


Inside the royal family, some elderly folks wondered.


The old man indeed seemed younger.


He looked at Xu Zimei, with a grim and solemn face slowly lifting.


Despite having corpses blotting his face, he still conveyed an impression of vitality.


Xu Zimei carefully sensed it.


And truly felt something was off.


Because within this old man, two powerful forces were confronting each other, one of death, and one of life.


And this life force felt very familiar to Xu Zimei.


He thought back a little, and understood the origin of the life force.


The Blue Person.


The Blue Person he obtained earlier had a similarly familiar life force.


Xu Zimei was contemplating, as he understood that the Three Elders of the Holy Flame, like the elder who had obtained the Blue Person in the past.


Made the same choice.


They wanted to use this Blue Person to train, and even extend their lives.


Realizing this made Xu Zimei turn his gaze to the old man.


Elder Cui's gaze was piercingly sharp, not like someone on the verge of death at all.


"Kid, how do you wish to die?"


"What a pity," Xu Zimei smiled.


"A pity what?"


"Only you, a small fry, fail to pique my interest.


Where are the other two of the Three Elders of the Holy Flame?" Xu Zimei asked.


He wished to catch them all, naturally he had to know their whereabouts.


"And the Tyrant Blade?


Why doesn't he dare come out to see me?"


"Don't you think you're asking too many questions?


I'm under no obligation to answer you."


Elder Cui sneered: "Let's not talk about anything else, if you can survive my hand, then you have the qualification to converse with me."


With a wave of his hand, shadows loomed behind Elder Cui.


Within his body, the death energy seemed to gain the upper hand, evolving into the form of a Purgatory Asura.


The Asura roared incessantly, directly charging at Xu Zimei.


"Who do you think you're underestimating, being a Great Saint like me?" Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.


His gaze as sharp as a knife, the Tyrant Shadow fell from the sky, pinning the Purgatory Asura to the ground.


The tip of the blade shone with sharpness, as if the sound of the Great Dao resonated.


Seeing this scene, Elder Cui wasn't surprised either.


It seemed he was testing something.


A blue Spiritual Energy fell upon the Purgatory Asura.


It was fierce and malevolent, once again lunging at Xu Zimei, but its wounds had already healed.