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  Yan Luoniang chased forward all the way, thinking of her master in her heart, and her footsteps couldn't help but get faster and faster. Unknowingly, she had already left her senior sister far behind.

  "Junior sister..."

  "Junior sister..."

  "Luó Niáng shī mèi, màn yī diǎn."

  Translation: "Sister Luo, slow down a bit."

  ……

  However, Yan Luoniang seemed as if she hadn't heard it, or that the voice was blocked by the darkness between them and her, and couldn't reach her ears at all.

  Yan Luoniang also gradually moved away like the master of Guanghancang, finally turning into a point of light, swaying in the distant darkness.

  When Yan Luo stopped, what she saw was her master Guang Han Palace lying on the ground, with the Guang Han sword still in its scabbard. The corners of her mouth and chest were stained with fresh blood, her face pale, and the cold gaze that had shown affection was gone from her eyes.

  "Master!" Yan Luoniang fell beside the master of Guanghan Palace.

  "Master... Master... what's wrong with you? Master..." Yan Luoniang asked anxiously.

  The master of Guang Han Palace heard Yan Luo's call, turned his eyes over, slowly closed them, opened them again, and said: "Leave... this place... go back to Guang Han Palace, don't come out of the palace until the moon is full..."

  Yan Luoniang's tears couldn't help but flow down, she didn't know what was going on, how in just a blink of an eye, her master was gone.

  "Master, don't say anything more, let's go back, back to Guanghan Palace." Yan Luoniang said tearfully.

  Guang Han Palace Master slightly shook his head and said, "Master is going to die. Master once said that I would fall into the underworld with a yang body, it's hard to have a good ending. He told me not to leave the palace unless I encounter a great calamity. But I don't believe in fate, and I thought that now is already a time of upheaval in heaven and earth. Who would have thought, still can't have a good ending? However, it's okay, I've taken you as my successor, this also fulfills Master's words."

  Yan Luoniang knew that the master she was referring to was not herself, but rather the master of Guang Han Palace.

  The Gu Han Gong master's voice was soft in this paragraph, but it was no longer intermittent, and he spoke very fluently.

  "Master, don't say any more, let's leave the temple and go back to Guanghan Palace." Yan Luoniang said tearfully.

  "It's no use, Master is gone." She said this as she struggled to lift the Guanghan Sword in her hand and said: "From today on, you are the master of Guanghan Palace."

  Yan Luoniang shook her head and cried: "Master, it's no use, I won't be able to do it... please pass it on to Shifuang Moon instead..."

  Guang Han Palace Master shook his head and said: "No way, she looks firm but is actually weak, while you are different, you are soft outside but strong inside, with resilience."

  Yan Luoniang still wanted to deny it again, but Guang Han Palace Master had already angrily said: "Do you want me to die with my eyes open!"

  "Master, Master, I promise, I promise to be the mistress of Guanghan Palace." Yan Luoniang hastily said: "Master, what exactly hurt you?"

  Guang Han Gong Zhu shook his head.

  Yan Luoniang didn't know whether her master was unwilling to speak or simply didn't know, but the Lord of Guanghan Palace said: "As the Master of Guanghan Palace, you can forget everything, but you cannot forget the teachings of your ancestors."

  Before Yan Luo's daughter could ask, the master of Guang Han Palace had already said: "The ancestral teachings have two sentences. One is self-reliance and self-love, which I told you when you first entered the sect. The other sentence is: Go to the banks of the Naihe River and see if there are flowers blooming on both sides. Go to the edge of the Three Lives Stone and see if there is still someone waiting."

  Yan Luoniang listened to the last two sentences, but wasn't very clear, only knowing that Master had previously said to go to the banks of the Naihe River and the Sansheng Stone, which was the ancestor's will. But where were these two places? And why did they need to go to those two places? She hurriedly asked the Lord of Guanghan Palace, who slowly dispersed his divine energy from his eyes, and after hearing Yan Luoniang's question, panted heavily before saying: "In the future, when you return to Guanghan Palace, you will naturally know."

  She struggled to say: "You are now the Palace Master, if there is anyone who disrespects your orders, you can behead them with the Guanghan Sword..." As she spoke, her voice grew weaker and weaker. Yan Luoniang hastily pressed her ear against Guanghan Palace Master's mouth, listening to her faint voice that was even softer than a breath, while tears streamed down her face.

  After a long time, Yan Luoniang slowly got up, her master, who was as if a god to her, had died, and he had died right in front of her eyes.

  She remained kneeling there, speechless, until the senior sisters arrived in front of her, and still didn't move. The crowd of Guanghan disciples all knelt down to the ground, some wailing loudly, others sobbing quietly.

  For all Guanghan Palace, this is a disaster, Master just died inexplicably like that.

  If that time Yan Luo Niang and her fellow disciples went down the mountain to practice, came to the valley in Jiuhua Prefecture, and encountered that crow was considered a dark omen, then this time following Master into the underworld is a nightmare. If it's really a nightmare, she'd rather die in the nightmare herself. But she didn't, she's alive and well, while her master as heaven's teacher is dead.

  Until she was shaken awake, Yan Luoniang didn't wake up from that surging and lingering pain. Seeing the fear and helplessness in her fellow sisters' eyes, it seemed as if they had lost their direction forward.

  Yue Xia asked Yan Luo Niang how her master died, Yan Luo Niang shook her head, she didn't know either. The master of Guang Han Palace hadn't said anything, at that time she just shook her head too.

  "Did Master say how to leave this place?" Moon Shadow asked again.

  Yan Luoniang nodded and told the method of going out when the master of Guanghan Palace was dying.

  The way out is not difficult, just hold the Guanghan Sword in your hand, silently recite the sword mantra in your heart, think of the world of Yangshi, and the sword will naturally guide you to the direction of going out.

  Yuexia asked Yan Luoniang a question at that time, her eyes couldn't help but look towards the Guanghai Sword in Yan Luoniang's hand.

  Yan Luoniang wiped away the tears from her eyes, thinking to herself that she was already the master of Guanghan Palace and had to lead everyone out, it was her responsibility. She didn't respond to Yuexia's words, but instead used her actions to express herself. She drew out the Guanghan sword in her hand, but unlike when the master of Guanghan Palace drew it out, there wasn't a burst of moonlight shooting out into the night sky.

  Only a thin sword blade with the words "Guang Han" embossed on it, but there was no special light. Yan Luo Nang silently recited the sword mantra, and in just a moment, the Guang Han sword emitted a brilliant light like flames. In her heart, she suddenly knew the direction to leave, as if the sword had told her.

  She felt the magic of Guanghan Sword for the first time.

  The other disciples of Guang Han knew that this was because Yan Luo Niang had obtained the sword- controlling spell of Guang Han Sword.

  Holding a sword, moving forward, with many senior sisters following behind.

  All the way, all the way.

  Yan Luo didn't know if she had taken a wrong turn, but she knew she was walking in the endless darkness. Fortunately, although danger seemed to be lurking everywhere, it hadn't really reappeared, as if being scared away by the Guang Han Sword and the Liuli Dinghun Lamp in her hand.

  After walking for a long time, Yan Luonang suddenly saw a faint light in her eyes, which was quite eye-catching in the darkness. As soon as she saw that crack-like mark, like a rift in the sky and earth, she knew it was the way out, but for some reason, she felt danger.

  She turned back to look at the crowd of senior sisters, warning everyone to be careful, and took a step forward into that tiny crack in the sky. But Yan Luoniang stepped right into it, and the scene before her eyes changed instantly. Countless vengeful spirits and evil ghosts rushed towards her, their roars echoing in her ears, as if she had suddenly charged into their lair, or as if they knew she was about to leave, so they all appeared at once.

  With a sword raised and lowered, an evil spirit was beheaded, blowing out a sea of flames, burning another evil spirit to ashes.

  She held a crystal lantern in her left hand, its light flickering like a ghostly flame in the darkness. In her right hand, she grasped a sword named Guang Han, its blade shining with a soft, lunar glow. Wherever she passed, vengeful spirits let out mournful cries and dispersed.

  Yan Luoniang's hatred and sorrow accompanied the sword light, fiercely tearing through the darkness. Behind her were her fellow female disciples, also fighting with all their might.

  The sword rises and falls, killing sometimes not others, but oneself. Others die, but one's own heart also dies, after the slaughter, one is no longer the same as before the slaughter.

  Yan Luoniang didn't even know how many people she had killed. Suddenly, everything in front of her cleared up, and there was nothing left. Looking around, the gloomy sky and earth were no longer pitch black. She knew she had come out, but she was still floating in mid-air. As she fell to the ground, she turned back to look at that pitch-black city, which remained as quiet and silent as when she first saw it, without any change. However, Yan Luoniang now felt that this city was especially terrifying, with even the cracks on its walls seeming particularly ominous.

  If someone is in front of the Rotating Palace, they will see a sudden burst of light from a crack on the palace, followed by a woman holding a sword shining with moonlight and a green lantern, behind her are about ten women.

  They just paused in mid-air for a moment before falling to the ground.

  The city gate was still closed, and all the fellow disciples who had entered the city together were alive, but Guang Han Palace Master was missing. The resentful spirits that had surged like a tide just now seemed like an illusion, but Yan Luonang knew it was real.

  The master said that originally this city was a place where one could enter but not leave, especially for living creatures. However, the city had already been damaged, so it was possible to exit through the cracks in the city wall. Yan Luoniang looked at it for a long time without saying a word, as if she wanted to remember this city in her heart.

  The senior sister behind urged and said: "Junior sister, let's leave here quickly."

  Yan Luoniang knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, thinking to herself: "I must come back again in the future." She didn't say anything, stood up and left. The green lantern in her hand illuminated a patch of gloomy space. Under the light, a trail of footprints appeared, which was the path they had taken before. After walking for a long time, the originally gloomy space changed color under the light, turning into a yellow mist. Yan Luoniang led the way and stepped into it, not going far, with her senior sister closely following behind.

  Along the road where the yellow fog rose, they walked for a long time. Suddenly, in front of them, at the turning point, Yan Luonang drew her sword and stabbed forward. The sword plunged into something, and a beam of light shot out, like sunlight shining through the gap in the door into a dark room. One by one, Yan Luonang's fellow sisters stepped into the white light and disappeared. Finally, Yan Luonang herself also vanished into the white light.

  In the mountains where the master of Guanghan Palace led her disciples into the underworld, a black tree suddenly burst open from within, and then a woman crawled out from it, one after another, until finally Yan Luonang appeared.

  The sky is so bright and beautiful, sometimes being able to see the sun every day is a kind of happiness.