Chapter 638: Forget Machine Three Sword Realm

The gray-haired elder seemed less polite now; his expression turned incredibly cold. At the same time, a pure black soul-sealing technique condensed above Xu Yang's head, clearly intended to further encircle him.

"I detect a hint of threat in your tone," Xu Yang said.

He smiled and shook his head. "I wouldn't call it a threat, but if you intend to try your old tricks again, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

At that instant, Xu Yang suddenly held his breath and focused, replaying the scene from his dream where the Sword Immortal wielded his swordsmanship.

A deep rumble echoed! An invisible sword energy shot out from Xu Yang's palm without warning, shattering the eerie soul-seal above his head.

"What?! How is this possible? You've actually comprehended the Sword Immortal's swordsmanship! To be able to simulate the Sword Immortal's path to such an extent after merely observing it once in a dream—you truly are a peerless genius, rarely seen in hundreds of thousands of years."

The elder didn't hold back his praise, commending Xu Yang. He genuinely hadn't expected Xu Yang to possess such talent.

"Speaking of which, I should thank you," Xu Yang replied. "Sword Immortal Yun Wangji's swordsmanship is profound; even I couldn't fully comprehend it in such a short time. There are still many things I don't understand, which is why I decided to cooperate with you. My journey ahead will undoubtedly be fraught with challenges, but I, Xu Yang, have never gone back on my word. As long as I live, I will lift the Moon's Curse from all of you before I leave this place."

A thunderous rumble followed as Xu Yang's words fell, and the black soul barrier above his head finally disintegrated into nothingness.

The gray-haired elder sighed deeply. He knew very well that even if he were to forcibly engage Xu Yang now, he likely wouldn't gain any advantage.

"Fine," he said. "If you are determined not to fulfill our wishes, even if we destroy the Moon Source ourselves, we still won't achieve our goal. I implore you to keep your promise, otherwise, even if it costs me my old life, I will not let you leave this mountain alive."

"Hahaha, in that case, Elder, please accompany me on my journey and be my guide."

The gray-haired elder helplessly waved his hand. All the Corpse Puppets surrounding Xu Yang returned underground. In an instant, only Xu Yang and the elder remained in the jungle battlefield.

"You should have witnessed my abilities," the elder stated. "From now on, I will accompany you and help you find all your lost companions. However, if you have any other intentions, I do not wish to participate. You should also know the history of Night Frost Mountain and its origins. With the existence of the God-Sealing Token, no matter how powerful you once were, your limits are sealed here. It is absolutely impossible to stir up any trouble. Therefore, I must warn you: it's best not to plan anything beyond your capabilities. Otherwise, you might remain here forever."

Xu Yang did not offer the elder a direct reply to his warning, but the cooperation between the two was now fully established.

To demonstrate his sincerity in cooperation, the elder unhesitatingly showed the latter half of the soul dream. There, Xu Yang witnessed Yun Wangji's fate.

Ultimately, the story of the hero saving the damsel and turning the tide did not unfold.

Yun Wangji severed his own arm. Although his strength showed no obvious weakening—in fact, he grew stronger as he fought demons and monsters along the way—his life force depletion was unimaginable. In the end, he fulfilled his promise and arrived at the gate of the Moonless Heaven, but tragically died before his beloved, Yue Xiu.

"I never imagined such a tragic end," Xu Yang remarked.

As Xu Yang and the elder traveled together, continuously advancing along the mountain path, Xu Yang couldn't help but bring up this heroic and tragic past.

"There was nothing to be done," the elder said. "Though Yun Wangji possessed extraordinary talent, his power reverberating throughout the land, he ultimately could not contend with a god. Fenghuo Wuji was the King of Gods, truly the strongest in the God Realm hundreds of thousands of years ago. It is said that before coming to Night Frost Mountain, these two had a peak duel that lasted seven days and seven nights without a clear victor. But in the end, Yun Wangji severed his own arm, which was equivalent to choosing his beloved over his own future. This destined him not to leave this place alive."

As the elder spoke of these past events, his eyes held a hint of sadness and loneliness.

"So, Elder," Xu Yang asked, "are you saying that the angel named Yue Xiu eventually compromised with the God-King?"

The elder smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Angel Yue Xiu ultimately watched Yun Wangji die tragically, beyond salvation. In a single thought, she turned demonic and fought with all her might against God-King Fenghuo Wuji outside the Moonless Heaven. It is said that she ultimately used the supreme treasure of the Angel lineage, the Sky-Mixing Mirror, to perish together with Fenghuo Wuji."

Xu Yang couldn't help but show a shocked expression. "This woman was just an angel, yet she had the power to contend with a God-King? That's too exaggerated!"

The elder spoke solemnly. "You don't know. God-King Fenghuo Wuji went to great lengths to obtain Yue Xiu, actually seeking her purest angelic bloodline to perfect his supreme divine cultivation. The angelic bloodline is renowned as the purest and supreme bloodline across endless planes, possessing the unique ability to integrate and assimilate all powers. Naturally, this could become a crucial opportunity to overthrow the God-King. Furthermore, after Angel Yue Xiu's body fell, she also gained the strongest demonic power. Coupled with the supreme angelic artifact, the Pure Sky-Mixing Mirror, it is said that she shattered God-King Fenghuo Wuji's primordial spirit, causing turmoil throughout the eight wildernesses of the God Realm. Ultimately, a supreme divine tribulation descended, turning the entire Night Frost Mountain into scorched earth. It took hundreds of thousands of years to recover to the state you see today. And since then, the God Realm has used Night Frost Mountain as a place for exiling prisoners. After all, with the God-Sealing Token here, any prisoner who arrives is as good as having their cultivation crippled, making escape impossible."

Only then did Xu Yang realize, finally understanding the complete history and details of this place.

"I see. Thank you, Elder, for clarifying," Xu Yang said. "Also, there's one more thing I'd like to ask: when I first arrived here, I encountered a desolate spirit that was supposedly born from the peak of the Ten Extremes. I wonder what their origin is."

"The power of the Ten Extremes Peak was all prepared by God-King Fenghuo Wuji back then to suppress Angel Yue Xiu," the elder explained. "You don't need to worry too much about it; after all, you're not an angel and won't be affected by them. As long as a large amount of angelic aura isn't released, it's impossible to disturb the old beings born from that Ten Extremes Peak."