An hour later!
Inside the sedan chair, Jing Yin and Jingxin slowly awoke.
The two were initially confused, but then they blinked, remembered everything, and immediately got up, trying to escape.
"You're awake," Yang Yan's voice came, entering both their ears.
The two shuddered with fright, the methods he used were still fresh in their memories.
The instant suppression of their physique and soul was terrifying and unforgettable!
Their beautiful eyes looked over, only to see Yang Yan sitting inside the sedan chair, leaning there leisurely like a lord.
In front of him, Leng Bi Yue was massaging him.
Looking around, the two found themselves inside the sedan chair!
They exchanged a glance, nodding fiercely.
The two wanted to activate their cultivation to escape from here.
Bang! Bang!
Two bursts of Profound Qi struck out.
They fell inside the sedan chair, their foreheads turning red from the fall.
Yang Yan looked at their silly appearance, feeling slightly amused.
*Did they really think he was stupid?*
*Capture them, do nothing?*
*Was he joking?*
Moreover, having captured the servants, it was naturally impossible to let them escape.
"Don't try to run," Yang Yan said calmly, "your cultivation has already been sealed, you can't escape."
Jing Yin and Jingxin introspectively looked into the Sea of Suffering, only then realizing they were sealed.
They touched the places where they had hit their foreheads, expressions bitter.
"What do you want to do?" cute-faced Jing Yin asked fearfully.
Yang Yan signaled with his eyes at Leng Bi Yue, too lazy to speak again.
Every time he spoke, he had to expend Profound Qi, too wasteful.
Leng Bi Yue looked at the two,
"The master's request is simple, submit to him, acknowledge him as your master," she said.
Jing Yin and Jingxin's expressions changed.
"Impossible!"
They refused without hesitation!
Being the little geniuses of Cihang Jingzhai, they had their own dignity and stubbornness.
Moreover, the sect's rules prohibited random contact with men.
Not to mention acknowledging a man as their master!
If the sect knew about this, they might clean the house and destroy them.
Furthermore, the two also aspired to become the Saintess and Sect Leader of Cihang Jingzhai in the future.
Letting the sect elders know they acknowledged a man as their master would strip them of this opportunity.
Leng Bi Yue snorted coldly.
"The master is the resurrected Sword Dao Emperor, acknowledging him as your master is your honor.
Yet you refuse, unaware of your own welfare!"
Sword Dao Emperor's revival?
Jing Yin and Jingxin were stunned, an Emperor!
The supreme being who controlled a Heaven and suppressed an era!
Cihang Jingzhai had only ever seen one such person, the sect's Grandmaster!
*Their hearts surged with waves.*
*If he truly was an Emperor, then Leng Bi Yue's willingness to become a servant and follow him could be explained.*
*But hadn't the Sword Dao Emperor died for ten thousand years?*
"Could it be..." The two recalled the recent event of their swords suddenly unsheathing themselves.
This incident happened throughout the world!
The sect elders said that a Sword Dao genius had appeared, stirring the Sword Dao between Heaven and Earth.
Now, with Leng Bi Yue's words, they speculated that perhaps it was the Sword Dao Emperor's awakening and reclaiming the Sword Dao.
"The force that suppressed us at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion might have been Emperor's Power!" Jingxin thought.
What other force, besides Emperor's Power, could be shadowless and formless?
Which gave them a double suppression on both their soul and body?
Her gaze noted the Immortal Goddess Sword strapped to Yang Yan's back!
It was a Divine Sword refined by a Half-Emperor, acknowledged by no man other than the Saintess and Sect Master of the Fairy Sect.
*"He casually bore this sword on his back; aside from gaining recognition from the Immortal Goddess Sword, was he not also suppressing the Emperor's Power constantly emanating from himself?"* Jingxin surmised.
*Her wisdom was much deeper than her junior sister Jing Yin.*
Yang Yan ate rare fruits, not in a hurry.
"Let them think it over carefully."
The two were already in his hands; submitting to him was only a matter of time.
*Urgently forcing them might lead them to suicide due to their fierceness.*
*That would be too wasteful.*
"Yes, master." Leng Bi Yue no longer paid attention to Jingxin and Jing Yin.
Yang Yan's words dictated her everything.
"Master, we've arrived at the Dragon Transformation Realm Cultivator's tomb!" Wudao Tian's voice came from outside.
He was the most diligent, earnestly carrying the sedan chair alone.
Though there were four people inside the sedan chair, he didn't complain.
Leng Bi Yue lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing the scene outside.
A dragon-formed tornado swirled between Heaven and Earth, connecting the two.
Dust flew, and strong winds howled.
Yet such a storm couldn't enter the sedan chair, being blocked outside it.
It was Wudao Tian, using his own Profound Qi, who blocked the fierce winds.
To prevent the winds from disturbing Yang Yan.
"Master, that is the dragon formation from the spine of the deceased Dragon Transformation Realm Cultivator!" Leng Bi Yue pointed to a faint Dragon Shadow within the tornado.
Crossing the Other Shore, Profound Qi could transform into the Shape of a Dragon.
After death, the Shape of a Dragon gradually disappeared over time.
But if the cultivator's body disappeared first, becoming bones.
The Shape of a Dragon would erupt from the spine, forming a Heaven-reaching tornado, growing stronger.
Cultivators with slightly lower cultivation might be spun by the tornado, strangled to death alive.
To stop the tornado, one would need to slay the Dragon Shape within.
"The cultivation of this deceased Dragon Transformation Realm Cultivator was very deep; the tomb will be very dangerous, Master, please be careful," Wudao Tian warned from beneath the sedan chair, looking up at the Dragon Shape.
Leng Bi Yue agreed deeply.
"Who knows how many years he's been dead, yet the Dragon Shape burst out of his spine to form such a terrifying tornado.
Wait, Master, I see that this Dragon Shape from the Dragon Transformation Realm Cultivator may not be so simple!"
She suddenly said, as if she had seen something.
"According to legend, after the death of some in the Dragon Transformation Realm,
the Shape of a Dragon within their spine forms a terrifying tornado.
The tornado devours living beings, forming spiritual wisdom, transforming again into a Cultivator.
But this Cultivator is no ordinary one, instead, a Demon Path Evil, capable of becoming a Demon Dragon Illusion," Jingxin added from the side.
"Bi Yue, quickly release the seals on me and Jing Yin.
Jing Yin and I pledge, if your master doesn't release us, we absolutely will not run.
We must first slay this Evil to prevent it from harming the Human World."
*Her heart upheld the Righteous Path, righteous and unwavering!*
Leng Bi Yue looked at Yang Yan.
"Master, what do you say?"
Everything inside the sedan chair was under Yang Yan's control; without his word, no one dared to act rashly.
"Release them, they can't escape from here," Yang Yan said.
He gazed at the dragon-formed tornado, with a Dragon Shape inside!
Demon Path Evil?
*It sounded strong!*
"Capture it, make it submit to me!"
*As a figure of significance, he surely needed a pet.*
*This Demon Path Evil within the dragon-formed tornado was a fitting choice.*
*As for Jing Yin and Jingxin wanting to slay the Demon Path Evil, they still needed his permission!*
"Yes, Master."
Leng Bi Yue performed a Profound Skill, unlocking the seals on Jing Yin and Jingxin.
The two immediately made a Heavenly Dao Oath, expressing that should Yang Yan not release them,
they would not attempt to escape, and should they break this oath, would face divine punishment.
Though they had not truly submitted, it seemed only a matter of time.
"Open!"
Outside, a clamor erupted suddenly, and several figures, swords in hand, charged the tornado.
"The wind core of the tornado is the entrance to the Dragon Transformation Realm tomb!" Jingxin said coolly.