When Long Chen heard this, his face became even darker, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to condense all the worry and anger in his heart into this fist. "But, is it really safe for him to go to the Graveyard of Ten Thousand Demons?" He asked in a deep voice.
He said, with deep worry in his voice.
Long Yingtian shook his head slightly, but there was a trace of imperceptible firmness in his eyes.
"At least there is an unwritten rule there." He explained softly.
"For some reason, the powerful people above the Tianhe Realm are not allowed to easily step into the Graveyard of Ten Thousand Demons. Even the powerful people at the top of the Tianhe Realm mostly choose to stay away, unwilling to set foot in that land full of unknowns and dangers.
of land.
In this way, Ling Xiao can at least temporarily avoid the threats of those top experts and buy himself some precious time."
At this point, Long Yingtian's tone became more serious. "Time is the most precious wealth for a warrior," he continued.
"Ling Xiao needs this time to sharpen his will and improve his strength. Only in this way can he protect himself and everything he cares about in this troubled world."
Long Chen was silent for a moment, and that silence contained complex emotions—worry for his brother, fear of the unknown, and scrutiny of his own abilities.
Finally, he looked up at his father, with a firm light in his eyes: "I also want to go to the Graveyard of Ten Thousand Demons." This sentence was not only a declaration of his determination, but also a silent promise to his brother.
Long Yingtian's eyes instantly became sharp, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.
He took a deep look at Long Chen and said slowly: "You can't go...Although you hide it very well, we are father and son, connected by blood, and that tacit understanding and understanding cannot be replaced by anyone else.
Maybe you don’t know, but as your father, how can I not know? You should already be a strong person in the heaven and human realm, right?"
When Long Chen heard this, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both the helplessness of being seen through and the admiration for his father's wisdom.
"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you, father." He said softly, with a bit of self-deprecation in his tone. Then, his expression became solemn, and his eyes showed unquestionable determination.
"But I don't trust my brother. He is facing those dangers alone. How can I feel at ease? I want to prevent some powerful people in the heaven and human realm from going in and killing him at all costs in order to get the treasure in his hands. I have to go, this is
My responsibility is also my choice."
"You don't have confidence in him?" Long Yingtian's voice contained a hint of unnoticeable severity, but it was more about understanding and teaching his son. He walked slowly to Long Chen, his eyes were profound, as if he could see into people's hearts.
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"You should know that this man carries a great treasure, which is both his glory and his burden.
The blessings brought by the treasure are like the brightest stars in the night sky, guiding him forward; but the disasters that follow are like the undercurrents of the deep sea, always testing his will and wisdom. Whether it is blessings or not,
Misfortunes are the hardships he must go through on the road to spiritual practice, and they are the responsibilities he must bear."
Long Yingtian's tone gradually softened, and his eyes shone with trust and expectation for Ling Xiao.
"What's more, you are his brother. In this martial arts world, how lucky you are to have a brother who depends on you for life and death. You should know him best. His tenacity, his courage, and his wisdom all make him
The key to surviving in adversity. If I didn't have confidence in him, how could I let him embark on this unknown road?"
When Long Chen heard this, a warm current surged in his heart, which was the admiration for his father's profound wisdom and the endless concern for his brother.
"But I still want to go," he said firmly, with unquestionable determination in his eyes, "but don't worry, I won't act rashly, let alone step into dangerous places like the Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons.
I beg you, please let me station in Luan Mo City. It is not only the edge of the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery, but also the focus of the convergence of all forces. From there, I can sense the safety of my eldest brother immediately. If he is really in danger, I must
I can lend a helping hand as soon as possible.”
Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Long Chen's eyes, which was a warning and determination to the Soul Clan and other hostile forces.
"What's more, the Soul Clan is really restless these days. They have been coveting our clan's treasures for a long time. They have repeatedly provoked and tried to take advantage of the chaos. I, Long Chen, as a member of the Long Family, how can I just sit idly by and ignore it? I plan to give
Let them take a look and let them know that I, the Long family, will never be bullied!"
"Forget it..." Long Yingtian sighed softly, with a bitter smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both helplessness for his son's stubbornness and deep emotion for his brothers.
"It can be seen that your brotherhood is more precious than any treasure. Although I have the intention to stop it, I know that I cannot stop the persistence and belief in your hearts.
However, you need to remember that the road to martial arts is vast, there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world. Don’t think highly of yourself and be arrogant just because you have stepped into the realm of heaven and humans. The consequences of that are often painful lessons.”
Long Yingtian's eyes became deep and serious, and his words were full of expectations and warnings for Long Chen. He knew that as a warrior, he must always remain humble and vigilant in order to gain a foothold in the martial arts world where there are so many strong people.
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When Long Chen heard this, a warm current surged in his heart, which was gratitude for his father's deep love. He nodded heavily, with a firm light shining in his eyes. "Don't worry, I understand." He said in a deep voice, his tone
Revealing unquestionable determination. He knew that his father's words were words of experience, lessons of blood and tears, and he must keep them in mind.
Afterwards, Long Chen bowed deeply to his father, clasping his fists with both hands, respectfully and solemnly. "My son, I'll take my leave first." He said, his voice full of expectations for the future and reluctance to leave his family. He knew that this time
It may be a long journey, but he also believes that as long as he has faith in his heart and has brothers by his side, nothing is impossible.
Long Yingtian looked at his son's leaving figure, with complex emotions flashing through his eyes. There was worry and reluctance, but more importantly, pride and expectation.
He knew that Long Chen had grown up, and it was time for him to pursue his own world. He prayed silently, wishing his son a safe journey, and wishing the two brothers could fight side by side and write their own martial arts legend together.
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The only way to go to the Graveyard of Ten Thousand Demons is the infamous but insurmountable Luanmo City. It is like an island hanging in the world, lying quietly on the edge of the Graveyard of Ten Thousand Demons. It is the door of hope.
, is also an abyss of despair.
Ling Xiao stood on the deck of the floating ship, looking through the layers of clouds and mist, looking at the distant land shrouded in mystery and danger.