Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan muttered. He was a little awkward. Perhaps it had been a long time since he had said this word.    

He had fantasized about countless kinds of meeting scenes. He fantasized about crying tears of joy and hugging each other with tears in his eyes. He also imagined himself being touched by his mother like others, even if it was a scolding...    

However, he did not expect that the first time they met, they would only see a spiritual body.    

The feeling of intimacy from the depths of the bloodline made him dispel some of his doubts. The things that the woman said seemed normal, but in reality, it was the deepest secret in Yang Xuan's heart, especially the bloodline.    

Even Eldest Uncle himself didn't know about the strange energy that existed in his body, and only the Black Panther knew a little about it.    

"Xuan, can you forgive mother?"    

"Mother, Xuan doesn't blame you."    

Yang Xuan shook his head. Even though his eyes were sparkling, his expression was very serious.    

"Xuan knows that you all must have your own reasons. Besides, aren't I alright now? Mother, Xuan has already reached the Blessed Stage."    

After saying that, he raised a hand and a red light flew out from his palm.    

However, as soon as the red light appeared, it flew towards the girl and circled around her. It was as if it had found its destination.    

The girl waved her hand and sent out another red light, which merged with Yang Xuan's. Instantly, the light became brighter.    

The entire cave seemed to be on fire. The red light illuminated every corner of the cave, and there was also a scorching heat coming from within. A wooden frame in the corner started to dry up, and finally, it started burning.    

Strangely, there was no change in Yang Xuan's body. Not even his hair was curled up, as if the heat had deliberately bypassed him.    

"Pure Phoenix Clan Divine Fire, Xuan... Did you get it from the Longevity Sword?"    

The girl's eyes were filled with joy and worry. Her facial expression kept changing as she looked at the burning flame in the void.    

Yang Xuan looked at her doubtfully and nodded his head. "Yes, mother. There is a cultivation technique in the Longevity Sword called Flame Separation Spell."    

"Then... what about the Longevity Sword?" The woman was a little nervous.    

Yang Xuan did not understand what was going on and answered truthfully, "It was taken away by the people of Phoenix Clan. A few people with high cultivation base found me. They said that it was a divine item of Phoenix Clan and gave it to me in exchange."    

He took out the crimson wooden sword from his waist. With a thought, the wooden sword immediately floated into the air.    

"You have seen the people of Phoenix Clan? They... What did they say?"    

The woman stuck close to the wooden sword and stared at it for a while. Her eyes became more and more serious.    

Yang Xuan told her everything that had happened in detail. Apart from the matter of the Black Panther, he also told her everything that had happened during this period of time.    

The woman listened quietly. As Yang Xuan narrated, her expression was sometimes nervous and sometimes relaxed. When Yang Xuan finished speaking, she straightened her face and revealed anger on her face.    

"What a good Wei Kingdom State Hall. Back when your father went to Wei Kingdom, even the king of Wei Kingdom had to be careful to accompany him. Now, he actually dared to attack my son. Hmph! "    

The Spiritual Force on her body suddenly became stronger. Some of the scorching hot Spiritual Force suddenly splashed out. When it landed on the ground, it directly caused a huge pit to appear in the cave, and white smoke rose.    

A strong killing intent filled the cave. Yang Xuan wasn't affected by it. He just stared blankly, as if his heartstrings had been touched. After a moment, a crystal clear teardrop fell down from the corner of his eye.    

"Mother... I'm fine. Don't be angry."    

He said softly. As soon as he finished speaking, the fluctuation in the cave suddenly stopped.    

The anger in the woman's eyes dropped rapidly and turned into guilt.    

"It's all my fault, mother. Xuan, as a disciple of Phoenix Clan, you shouldn't have suffered such a huge crime."    

"Mother, where are you now?"    

Yang Xuan suddenly thought of this matter and raised his head to ask.    

The figure in front of him was made up of Spiritual Force, not a real person.    

"Mother is currently doing a very important thing with your father. After she is done, she will come and find you."    

The woman was obviously stunned for a moment. In the end, she could only stammer and say something.    

"What exactly... happened?"    

Yang Xuan's eyes were moist. His long-cherished wish had been seen once. Even though he had always been calm, he found it difficult to persevere. He was like a child who was playful and suddenly got the toy he wanted the most.    

"This..."    

The woman hesitated and finally sighed.    

In the cave, the flame did not extinguish and there was no sound. It only burned quietly. In the corner, a wooden frame was burned into ashes and fell to the ground.    

The temperature in the cave kept rising, but Yang Xuan's facial expression remained unchanged. Not even a drop of sweat could be seen on his face.    

The woman thought for a moment. Then, she pointed at the center of Yang Xuan's brows. A somewhat illusory red light suddenly shot out and rushed into Yang Xuan's sea of consciousness.    

That red light was extremely overbearing. It wrapped around a black ball in Yang Xuan's sea of consciousness. After that, it forcefully imprisoned him.    

That was a fragment of Chiang Weisheng's divine soul.    

After that, the woman pointed at the flame a few more times. There was a flash of light at the tip of her finger.    

A few runes suddenly appeared underneath the flame, and they intersected with each other. They surrounded the flame at the center, and at the same time, all the light and heat seemed to be locked within. The temperature in the cave started to drop rapidly.    

The red light rushed out of Yang Xuan's sea of consciousness along with Chiang Weisheng's divine soul fragment. The sphere formed by the black fog kept twisting and changing, and finally, a human figure appeared.    

Yang Xuan's eyes widened, and his face was filled with shock.    

That person was precisely the Chiang Weisheng who should have died. Now that he had reappeared, it instantly made him break out in cold sweat.    

"You... Who are you?"    

The current Chiang Weisheng no longer had the high and mighty attitude he had when he first met her. He looked at the girl with a terrified expression. The black fog kept surging, trying to break free.    

The girl sneered and said, "You don't have the right to know my identity. Last time, I didn't have the time to deal with you, so I wanted to let you go. I didn't expect that you would still dare to do evil. Today, I will destroy your soul."    

As soon as her voice faded, the black ball that was rolling in the fog entered the flames surrounded by the runes.    

There were no screams or cries. In just a moment, the black ball disappeared and was burned into nothingness by the flames.    

Yang Xuan's mind was constantly shaken. That flame was the Flame Separation Spell that he was cultivating. Although he might have used some special method, it would not change in essence. He even had the same feeling.    

However, this seemingly insignificant flame had actually turned Chiang Weisheng's divine soul, which the Black Panther could not deal with, into nothingness.