Half an hour later!
In the palanquin, Jing Yin and Jing Xin slowly woke up.
The two of them were confused at first, but then they blinked and remembered everything. They immediately got up and wanted to escape.
"You guys are awake!" Yang Yan's voice sounded and entered the ears of the two.
The two of them shivered in fear. The methods used by the other party were still fresh in their memories.
The moment when their bodies and souls were suppressed was extremely terrifying and unforgettable!
Two pairs of beautiful eyes looked over, only to see Yang Yan sitting in the palanquin, leaning there leisurely like a master.
And in front of him, Leng Biyue was giving him a massage.
Looking around, the two of them found themselves in a palanquin!
They looked at each other and nodded hard.
The two of them wanted to circulate their cultivation prowess and escape this place.
Bang! Bang!
Two bursts of profound energy smashed over.
The two of them fell inside the palanquin, their foreheads red from the fall.
Yang Yan looked at the two's silly expressions and felt like laughing.
Did they really think he was stupid?
He captured the two of them and did nothing?
That would be a joke!
And since he had caught his servants, he naturally couldn't let them escape.
"Don't even think about escaping. Your cultivation prowess has already been sealed. You can't escape." Yang Yan said indifferently.
At this moment, Jing Yin and Jing Xin looked into the Bitter Sea and knew that it had been sealed.
They touched the spot on their forehead where they had fallen and put on a sad face.
"What do you want to do?" The cute-faced Jing Yin asked in fear.
Yang Yan's eyes indicated to Leng Biyue that he was too lazy to speak again.
Every time he opened his mouth, he had to use up his profound energy. It was too wasteful.
Leng Biyue looked at the two of them,
"Master's request is simple. Submit to him and recognize him as your master!" she said.
Jing Yin and Jing Xin's expressions changed.
"Impossible!"
They did not hesitate to reject him!
As the young geniuses of Convent of Peace, they had their own dignity and self-will.
Moreover, the two of them were cultivating at Convent of Peace, and the sect's rules forbade them from having any contact with men.
Not to mention acknowledging a man as their master!
If the sect found out about this, they would probably clean up the sect and exterminate them.
Moreover, the two of them wanted to become the Holy Maidens of Convent of Peace in the future and become the sect leader.
If the sect elders knew that they acknowledged a man as their master, they would be deprived of this opportunity.
Leng Biyue snorted.
"Master is the revival of the Emperor of Sword Path. It's your honor to recognize him as your master.
"You actually refused. You don't know what's good for you!"
The revival of the Emperor of Sword Path?
Jing Yin and Jing Xin were stunned. The great emperor!
A supreme expert who controlled a great path and suppressed an entire world!
Convent of Peace had only produced one such person, and that was the sect's founder!
Their hearts were in turmoil.
If he was really the great emperor, then it would make sense that Leng Biyue was willing to become a servant and follow the great emperor.
But didn't the Emperor of Sword Path die a hundred thousand years ago?
"Don't tell me..." The two of them recalled that not long ago, the swords in their hands had unsheathed themselves.
This incident had happened all over the world!
The sect elder said that a genius of the sword path had appeared in the world and triggered the sword path.
Now, Leng Biyue's words made them speculate that it might be because the Emperor of Sword Path had awakened and regained control of the sword path.
"The power that suppressed us in the Drunken Deity Restaurant just now might be the Emperor's pressure!" Jing Xin thought to herself.
Besides the Emperor's pressure, what other force could be invisible?
What if he suppressed them both physically and spiritually?
Her eyes were focused on the Fairy Divine Sword on Yang Yan's back!
It was a divine sword refined by an Emperor-to-be, and no man could be recognized by it except for Holy Maidens and the Sect Leader of the Fairy Sect.
"He's carrying this sword so easily. In addition to obtaining the approval of the Fairy Divine Sword, he's also suppressing the Emperor's pressure that's constantly emanating from his body?" Jing Xin couldn't help but guess.
She was more intelligent than her junior sister, Jing Yin.
Yang Yan was eating a rare and precious fruit, but he wasn't in a hurry.
"Let them think about it!"
The two of them were already in his hands, and it was only a matter of time before they recognized him as their master.
With their unyieldingness, they would probably commit suicide if he urged them anxiously or forced them.
That would be such a waste!
"Yes, Master." Leng Biyue also ignored Jing Xin and Jing Yin.
Yang Yan's words influenced everything she said.
"Master, we have arrived at the tomb of the Dragon Formation Realm cultivator!" The voice of Wu Daotian came from outside.
He was the most hardworking and diligent, carrying the palanquin alone.
There were four people in the palanquin, but he didn't say anything.
Leng Biyue lifted the curtain of the palanquin, and the scene outside appeared.
A tornado appeared between heaven and earth, connecting heaven and earth.
Dust and dirt flew everywhere as a strong wind blew.
The wind and waves could not enter the palanquin. They were blocked outside the palanquin.
It was Wu Daotian who was holding the palanquin that blocked the wind with his own profound energy.
This was to prevent the strong wind from disturbing Yang Yan.
"Master, that's the dragon form in the spine of the Dragon Formation Realm cultivator after they die!" Leng Biyue pointed at a dragon's shadow that was barely visible in the tornado.
Crossing the other shore, the profound energy could transform into the shape of a dragon.
After death, the dragon form slowly disappeared with time.
However, a tornado that would become progressively stronger would form if the cultivator's body disappeared after turning into bones when the dragon form rushes out of the spine.
Cultivators with a lower cultivation prowess would be swept up by the tornado and killed.
The only way to stop the tornado was to kill the dragon form in it.
"The Dragon Formation Realm cultivator who died had a very high cultivation prowess. It will be very dangerous in the tomb. Master, you must be careful." Wu Daotian looked up at the dragon form and reminded him from under the palanquin.
Leng Biyue agreed.
"I don't know how many years he's been dead, but the dragon form in his spine can still form such a terrifying tornado.
"Wait a minute, Master. I don't think the dragon form of this Dragon Formation Realm cultivator is that simple!"
She suddenly said as if she had noticed something.
"According to the legends, after the death of a Dragon Formation Realm expert, the dragon form in his spine would form a terrifying tornado.
"The tornado devoured living beings to form sentience and then form into cultivators.
"However, those cultivators are no longer ordinary. They are evil spirits of the demonic path and can become the phantom of the demonic dragon." Jing Xin added.
"Biyue, hurry up and unseal Jing Yin and me.
"Jing Yin and I swear that if your master doesn't let us go, we won't run.
"Let's kill this evil spirit first. We can't let it harm the human world."
She had a righteous heart and was full of righteousness!
Leng Biyue looked at Yang Yan.
"Master, what do you think?"
Everything in the palanquin was under Yang Yan's control. If he didn't speak, no one would dare to act rashly.
"Untie them. They can't escape from here," Yang Yan said.
He looked at the tornado and saw a dragon form in it!
The evil spirit of the demonic path?
It sounded very strong!
"Capture it and make it submit to me!"
As a big shot, he had to have a pet.
The evil spirit of the demonic path within the tornado was a good choice.
As for Jing Yin and Jing Xin, they needed his permission to kill the evil spirit!
"Yes, Master."
Leng Biyue used her profound skill to unseal Jing Yin and Jing Xin.
The two of them immediately swore an oath to the heavenly path, indicating that if Yang Yan didn't let them go, they wouldn't run away.
If they violated this oath, they would be struck by lightning.
Although they had not truly submitted, it seemed that they weren't far from it.
"Open it!"
Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside. Several figures rushed into the tornado with swords in their hands.
"The heart of the tornado is the entrance to the Dragon Formation Realm's tomb!" Jing Xin said calmly.