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"Break free now and let's see if Hangu Pass can perish with you!!"
"Ha, the clamor of ants."
Upon hearing this, the Stone Emperor sneered and withdrew his thoughts.
At the same time, the Stone Emperor's true form from Undying Mountain sent a message to the group of Supreme Beings of Undying Mountain:
"Everyone, there are traces of the Feathered Emperor on Mount Ninety-Nine Dragons."
"He once entered the Undying Mountain and exchanged insights with me about the conception of the Holy Spirit."
“I am extremely familiar with his great principles and methods, but I never knew that he actually controlled the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains of the mythical era.”
"The lineage of the Feathered Emperor, the Feathered Divine Dynasty, is located in the Central Plains."
"If we order them to recall the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains, regardless of which of the broken Origin Cauldrons of All Things was upgraded to a Celestial Artifact."
"It is still that Immortal Pool that can nurture immortal artifacts, which can mend the cracks in our Immortal Platform."
"Gentlemen, are you willing to follow me and share in this great fortune?!"
"The Immortal Ascension Pool that nurtures celestial artifacts..."
"Can!"
"The immortal has perished. To avoid attracting the attention of other forbidden zones, I order my troops to lead imperial weapons to deter them..."
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Just as the supreme beings of the Undying Mountain Forbidden Zone were plotting to obtain the secret techniques of the Feathered God Dynasty and seize the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains.
On Mount Ninety-Nine Dragons, Zhou Xuan, who used various imperial formations to connect with the overwhelming restrictions of Mount Dragons, also descended upon an ancient star of life, following the star map.
With immense magical power, he activated the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain Overwhelming Emperor Formation, concealing the vast Dragon Mountain, stretching for countless millions of miles, within a mustard seed space, along with Zhou Xuan, who carried it with him.
As soon as he crossed the domain gate and landed on the ancient star, his pupils shrank.
Because, at that very moment, Zhou Xuan 'saw' a lonely little figure:
She had pigtails, was filthy, and her little clothes were already torn; she was a veritable little beggar.
Her face was chapped and cracked, making her look pitiful. Only her large eyes remained bright, gazing expectantly at the five-colored altar.
The moment Zhou Xuan saw her, her name—Xiao Nannan—came into his mind.
Chapter 10: Isn't this Feathered Divine Dynasty a bit too cowardly?!
The name "Little Nannan" appeared in Zhou Xuan's mind the instant it came to mind.
Zhou Xuan already knew that the ancient star of life he had descended upon by riding the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains was actually the Big Dipper, which occupied most of the Central Plains by the main lineage of the Feathered Divine Dynasty.
'The end of Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains isn't actually the Big Dipper, where the main branch of the Feathered Divine Dynasty is located?!'
'How is this possible?'
'Could it be that I've inadvertently fallen into the trap set by a terrifying being with the power of a level 12 Great Emperor or higher?'
'...'
The moment I discovered that the ancient star I had descended upon was the Big Dipper.
Zhou Xuan's first reaction was that he had been affected by a certain supreme expert.
Instinctively, with exceptional caution, Zhou Xuan was enveloped by layers upon layers of the Innate Heaven-Deceiving Array Diagram.
A wisp of thought was projected and shot towards the little girl in front of him, whose clothes were tattered and who was tightly clutching a shriveled and moldy cornbread.
In the blink of an eye, the little girl, who was about three years old, was completely scanned, inside and out.
'Before the age of four, in a state of utter desolation and suffering, it was far more difficult for him than for the most ordinary person to embark on the path of spiritual cultivation.'
'Clothes worn out, physical strength exhausted... not a trace of divine power...'
"Little monster, why haven't you left yet?"
Just as Zhou Xuan, who was concealing his form, was examining the little girl's physical condition with a furrowed brow.
To the side of the colorless altar, on the collars of the individuals, were branded with the emblem of the Feathered Divine Dynasty.
Neatly dressed, radiant with light from the sea of suffering, clearly a being who had embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation, appeared with a group of children.
Those children who were a few years older than the little girl...
He looked at the little girl, who was about three years old, stared at her for a long time, and asked curiously:
"who is she?!"
"The food she's eating looks so dark!"
"Don't talk to her, she's a monster who can't cultivate."
“If we talk to her, she will infect us so that none of us can cultivate.”
"If you can't cultivate, you can't go to the Feathered Divine Dynasty to eat meat."
"..."
“Nannan is not a monster, Nannan is a human being.”
The little girl lowered her head in grievance, tightly clutching the moldy cornbread in her hand, with glistening tears welling up in her eyes.
"If you're not a monster, then why can't you cultivate?" a little boy asked curiously.
"I told you not to talk to her, monsters are contagious."
"Get her away, don't let her infect us."
"Don't send Nannan away, Nannan wants to wait for her brother here." The little girl shook her head repeatedly, tears falling.
The little girl, afraid of being chased away, squatted on the ground, her small body curled up in a ball.
It seems that this way, they won't be discovered by others, and they won't be driven away.
Looking at the little girl curled up, her tiny hands clutching the moldy cornbread tightly,
Bitterness, sorrow, heartache—all sorts of emotions surged up at once.
Sensing the emotions welling up in his chest, Zhou Xuan stepped forward and squatted down.
Sensing the movement around her, the little girl, curled up in a ball, trembled, tears streaming down her face, soaking the ground.
"Don't send Nannan away, Nannan is very good, Nannan is just waiting for her brother..."
Before the little girl could finish speaking, Zhou Xuan reached out and embraced the tiny, seemingly weightless person.
The little girl trembled as she sensed being hugged.
Slowly raising her head, her large, tear-blurred eyes looked at Zhou Xuan's face:
"Is that...brother? I dreamt of you again..."
The little girl timidly reached out, wanting to touch Zhou Xuan's cheek.
However, just as Xiao Nannan's fingertips were about to touch Zhou Xuan's connection, she suddenly stopped, as if afraid that the dream would shatter, and dared not go forward.
Hearing the little girl's timid voice and seeing her timid movements,
Having merged all the memories of the co-existing entities, Zhou Xuan's heart was breaking. Even with his Emperor-level combat power, he couldn't suppress the stinging sensation in his nose, and said:
"This is not a dream, brother is back. It's all brother's fault. We will never be separated again."
The little girl, her eyes blurred with tears, trembled. Her small, thin hand finally reached forward and touched Zhou Xuan's cheek. She said timidly, in disbelief:
"Really, is it really my brother? Am I really not dreaming?!"
The moment the little girl's thin little hand touched Zhou Xuan's cheek.
Zhou Xuan seemed to see the same being that was one with him, the little boy with the same face as him, with the most radiant smile on his face.
Then, the boy's last shred of obsession, which was also his last vestige of existence, completely merged with Zhou Xuan, becoming one with him.
"Brother, Nannan's brother is finally back..."
The little girl, her eyes brimming with tears, looked up at Zhou Xuan, her expression filled with surprise and joy.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she clutched tightly to a corner of Zhou Xuan's clothes, as if afraid it would disappear if she let go. She said:
"They said brother left, that he doesn't want Nannan anymore... Nannan doesn't believe it, brother loves Nannan the most... brother said he would definitely come back... Nannan has been, and has been, waiting for brother, brother, I miss you so much..."
Hearing Nannan's words, Zhou Xuan felt a growing pang of sorrow in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pat Nannan's tender back, just like he did when he was a child.
Zhou Xuan, whose being had completely merged with his counterpart and become indistinguishable from her, felt immense heartache:
How much suffering did the little girl endure after 'herself' left?
His once neat clothes were now tattered and torn, his shoes were broken and had holes that revealed his toes, and he was filthy.
With each gentle pat, Zhou Xuan carefully stripped away the killing intent and imperial laws from the purest and gentlest essence of his sacred body, leaving only the most nourishing source energy.
It blends into the little girl's thin body, nourishes her physical form, and soothes her weary spirit.
Sensing Zhou Xuan's intimacy,
Nourished by the essence of an Emperor-level Holy Body, the fear in the little girl's eyes dissipated, transforming into the purest joy.
Then he raised the cornbread he was clutching tightly in his hand and handed it to Zhou Xuan, saying:
"Brother, you eat!"
The moment Zhou Xuan pulled out the cornbread, a thought flashed through Xiao Nannan's mind.
I saw the scene of the little girl receiving food from a kind person. Even though she was trembling with hunger, the little girl thought of sharing half of her only food with her brother.
Looking at the little girl with her eyes full of expectation, Zhou Xuan opened his mouth and ate the moldy cornbread.
Seeing Zhou Xuan eat the cornbread, the little girl's face lit up with the purest smile.
Looking at the little girl with pigtails and a genuine, pure smile on her face, Zhou Xuan spoke softly:
"My brother is back, and he will never let my sister suffer again."
Zhou Xuan stated that although he currently only possessed the combat power of a level twelve Great Emperor,
In this terrifying world where there are twenty-four levels of combat power, they are not considered powerful.