Chapter 674: You were the one guarding my wife’s Immortal Corpse for a thousand years?

Upon the jade bed, the Immortal Corpse of Qing Shuang was lifelike, enveloped by the extreme cold of the Rain Law, which was precisely the obsession Zhou Yi had guarded for a millennium.

To repel Sun Tai and protect Qing Shuang, Zhou Yi had already decided to burn his Primordial Spirit to forcefully break through his Realm. At that moment, his aura was climbing steadily from the Infant Transformation Middle Stage, faintly touching the threshold of the Questioning Stage.

Sun Tai saw Zhou Yi burning his Primordial Spirit and fighting back desperately. Although he was wary, he still refused to give up. He secretly unleashed a killing move, condensing countless Corpse Souls into ghost spears, aiming directly for Zhou Yi’s back.

He saw through Zhou Yi’s weakness of never retreating half a step and intended to deliver a fatal blow.

Zhou Yi sensed it but it was too late to turn around. He could only forcefully shift his body to evade. The ghost spear grazed his shoulder blade and pierced in, and Death Qi instantly spread throughout his body, eroding his already near-dissipating Primordial Spirit.

Zhou Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure staggering, yet he still did not fall. Instead, he gripped his long sword, the killing intent in his eyes growing even more intense.

Yu Xian knew well that if Zhou Yi received no help, he would undoubtedly die.

Considering how Zhou Yi had protected Qing Shuang, forget it, I won’t let him die. After all, Wang Lin isn’t here to save him now.

Thus, Yu Xian directly appeared, releasing his own might—a terrifying power that seemed capable of crushing Divine Souls. It caused Zhou Yi’s already precarious Primordial Spirit to tremble violently.

Sun Tai was struck as if by a heavy hammer, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of black blood. The Corpse Soul ghost spear condensed in his hand instantly disintegrated.

He looked at the suddenly appearing Yu Xian in horror. Feeling the terrifying might far surpassing the Soul Transformation Stage, his face instantly turned as pale as paper. How would he dare to linger in the fight? He turned and transformed into a streak of black Qi, intending to flee.

However, under Yu Xian’s pressure, how could he be allowed to escape?

Yu Xian’s eyes turned cold. With a slight movement of his mind, he instantly sealed the space around Sun Tai.

Sun Tai felt as if his body was stuck in a quagmire. Every struggle was firmly restrained by an invisible force. That fear originating from the depths of his Divine Soul made his entire body turn ice-cold.

He discovered in terror that his escape technique was like child’s play before the opponent. Space was like solidified amber, firmly trapping him within.

Yu Xian didn’t even spare him a second glance. He merely flicked a finger, and a thread of intensely condensed cyan Immortal Force shot out, piercing through Sun Tai’s brow like lightning.

The last glimmer of vitality in Sun Tai’s eyes solidified. His body dissolved into specks of black Qi and vanished into the air, not even a trace of remnant soul remained.

Zhou Yi’s movements also paused due to the sudden, immense pressure. Upon seeing Sun Tai turn to ash under Yu Xian’s hand without the slightest power to resist, disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He painstakingly stabilized his figure and looked towards the blue-robed man before him whose aura was unfathomable.

“Senior is…” Zhou Yi asked fearfully.

Yu Xian did not answer immediately. His gaze swept past the blood-soaked Zhou Yi and finally landed on the Immortal Corpse of Qing Shuang on the jade bed deep within the pavilion.

The Immortal Corpse possessed peerless beauty. Although she had slept for a thousand years, she still exuded a cold and sacred aura. That aura faintly resonated with the Cultivation Technique inside him.

Yu Xian could clearly sense the residual Rain Law within her. Though faint, it was pure—the mark of the Legacy of the Qing Lin lineage.

He walked forward, condensing a wisp of gentle Water Law on his fingertip, and gently touched Qing Shuang’s brow. That extreme cold aura actually began to melt away like ice and snow meeting the sun, and a trace of color returned to the Immortal Corpse’s pale cheek.

Yu Xian turned to look at Zhou Yi, “You were the one guarding my wife’s Immortal Corpse for a thousand years?”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi was struck as if by lightning. This man who suddenly appeared was Ting’er’s husband? This… Zhou Yi stumbled back a step, looking at Yu Xian in disbelief. His lips moved for a long time before he painfully squeezed out a few words: “You… What did you say? Ting’er, she… You say she is your wife? Who are you?”

The color drained from his face, his eyes filled with shock and confusion. His thousand-year obsession seemed to be completely overturned at this moment. Even his precarious Primordial Spirit fluctuated violently, and another trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

“Ting’er? No, my wife is not named Ting’er. She is the daughter of the Immortal Realm’s Immortal Emperor Qing Lin, the Immortal Lord Qing Shuang. And I am the inheritor of this Immortal Realm, Qing Shuang’s husband.

Back when the Outer Realm’s Sovereign invaded and the Immortal Realm collapsed, Immortal Emperor Qing Lin set up a scheme to protect his daughter, causing her Physical Body to shatter and her remnant soul to be sealed within an incorruptible Immortal Body, letting her avoid calamity in the form of an Immortal Corpse, drifting to the mortal world,” Yu Xian spoke nonsense with a straight face.

Zhou Yi’s face turned even paler, his eyes filled with pain and struggle. He stared intently at Yu Xian, his lips trembling, seeming to want to refute but finding no words.

His thousand years of guarding—in his heart, Ting’er had always been his wife, the sole support that kept him alive. Now, a man suddenly appeared claiming to be her husband. How could he accept this?

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground. The light in his eyes dimmed, filled with despair.

“As repayment for you guarding my wife’s corpse for a thousand years, you may ask me for one request—a rare treasure, a Medicinal Pill, an increase in cultivation. As long as I can do it, I will grant it,” Yu Xian said calmly, but his gaze held a hint of scrutiny, as if observing Zhou Yi’s reaction.

Zhou Yi staggered and leaned against the wall, his withered fingers digging deeply into the stone crevices. He looked at Qing Shuang’s Immortal Corpse on the jade bed, then at the unfathomably powerful man before him. His thousand-year obsession was struck by a giant hammer, his heart feeling as if it were torn apart.

“I… I don’t want rare treasures or Medicinal Pills,” his voice was hoarse, mixed with blood foam, “I only ask… I only ask to see her one more time, to see what she looks like when she truly awakens.”

Yu Xian raised an eyebrow. He had actually anticipated that he would make such a request. After a moment of silence, he slowly nodded: “Can do. Once I activate the Immortal Realm’s Grand Array, I will immediately resurrect her.”

Light suddenly burst forth in Zhou Yi’s eyes, like a dying man grasping the last straw. He staggered and knelt on the ground, bowing deeply: “Thank you, Senior, for fulfilling this! Zhou Yi is willing to use his broken body to serve you like a dog and horse until Ting’er… until Madam awakens!”

The dull thud of Zhou Yi’s forehead hitting the ground echoed in the silent pavilion. His disheveled long hair covered his face; no one saw the tears mixed with blood sliding from the corners of his eyes.

“Yes!” Yu Xian nodded, then flicked his finger. A gentle Immortal Force entered Zhou Yi’s body. Zhou Yi’s body began to repair his damaged Meridians and Primordial Spirit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Yi only felt a warm current flood his entire body. The tearing pain rapidly subsided, and his near-dissipating Primordial Spirit gradually stabilized. Furthermore, his Infant Transformation Middle Stage Realm even showed signs of subtle improvement.

He felt the changes within his body in shock and looked up at Yu Xian, his eyes filled with gratitude and reverence.

Yu Xian, however, had already averted his gaze and turned toward the jade bed, carefully examining the state of Qing Shuang’s Immortal Corpse.

He discovered that although the Rain Law within Qing Shuang was weak, it maintained an intricate connection with the Origin of the entire Rain Immortal Realm. To resurrect her, not only would immense Immortal Force be required for support, but the core Grand Array of the Immortal Realm also needed to be mobilized to reshape her Physical Body and Soul.