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tombstone spirit's words made Qin Shaojie feel quite emotional as well.

The existence of the Wordless Monument was far from being a living existence. If not for the obsession left behind by the remnant soul of the Wordless Monument, perhaps even the tombstone spirit would not have been able to last so long.

In this world, any life has a limit to its lifespan. The purpose of a martial artist's cultivation is to continuously break through the limit of their lifespan, in order to achieve the effect of eternal life. It was a pity that no matter how much one's cultivation base had risen, it would be impossible for them to live forever. Since ancient times, no one had truly achieved this.

If he guessed correctly, the lifespan of the tombstone spirit was about to run out. This was what he was truly worried about. He was not afraid to continue waiting. What he was afraid of was that before the endless waiting ended, his lifespan would be completely sucked dry.

Although it was possible for a new tombstone spirit to appear within the Wordless Monument, he would not be able to see it for himself that day. But to leave behind two more skills for the new tombstone spirit, it was already a benevolent act.

What he wanted was another way to survive, turning himself into a legacy, and placing it in the hands of his own disciples. Even though he was no longer conscious and had lost the initiative, he still wanted to become what he was now. At least, it was much better than now.

In the end, Qin Shaojie nodded his head, finding a successor for the Wordless Monument was not a difficult matter, if news of this were to spread, countless of youths would flock over, as for who to give it to, Qin Shaojie already had a general idea of the direction to go.

Soon after, the tombstone spirit appeared in front of Qin Shaojie. This was simply a cluster of flame, about the size of his palm, it emitted an emerald green light, and a rich life force was slowly being released from within. It had to be said that the fire energy that the tombstone spirit had turned into was extremely attractive to Qin Shaojie. If he were to absorb it now, he would be able to break through his Life and death level in a short period of time, and even become an even more powerful existence.

After the tombstone spirit transformed into a flame of energy, Qin Shaojie also realized that his storage ring could be used, and he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. After which, he placed the energy fire within the Profound Ice Jade Box into his Storage Ring.

From the moment he turned into an energy fire, the tombstone spirit meant that he had erased all of his memories and consciousness. He did not show any signs of reluctance or unwillingness, nor even any hint of hesitation.

After tidying up everything here, when Qin Shaojie raised his head, he discovered that the sky above the ray of light had unknowingly been torn open. As long as he followed the tear, his spirit would be able to return to his physical body.

After looking around, a smile also appeared on Qin Shaojie's face. He then extended his hand out and disappeared into the crevice.

A mere little fellow with Spirit Lake Realm. What, do you really think you can protect him? What a joke!

The one who spoke was a disciple of the Qingyang Sect and he had gotten separated from the other disciples of the sect. Originally, acting alone in this kind of ancient ruin was considered quite passive, but who would have thought that they would actually find Qin Shaojie, who was currently sitting quietly in front of the Wordless Monument.

Qin Shaojie did not emit any aura from his body. Instead, he was wearing a mask, but one could tell with a glance that he was not a disciple of the Qingyang Sect with his own eyes. Just as he was about to take off Qin Shaojie's mask and see clearly which disciple the weakest disciple in the Nether Sect was, he also instantly appeared and protected Qin Shaojie behind him.

Those who entered inside were all gifted disciples, and one could tell at a glance that Qin Shaojie's current state was called meditation, but under this state, the warriors' bodies were like stiff rocks, their five senses and six senses were all sealed, they were completely indifferent to the outside world, and even more so, did not care about what was happening outside. All the defenses on his body had disappeared as well, making him the weakest in this situation.

Not to mention that his body was vulnerable to injuries, most importantly, a state of meditation was a state that could only be encountered by chance and not sought. It was simply impossible for ordinary people to enter this state, and even extremely difficult to encounter such a state on the level of Earth Origin Stage. For Qin Shaojie to enter such a meditative state right now was already a heaven-defying opportunity.

Maybe other people did not know who was under the mask, but this young disciple from the Nether Sect had a guess.

It was just that he never thought that Qin Shaojie would actually follow him in, and from the looks of it, it seemed to be quite good.

Facing this disciple of the Qingyang Sect, the young disciple of the Nether Sect also did not say a word. However, the profound energy in his body instantly reached its peak state, and as his eyes narrowed, he glared angrily at the Qingyang Sect disciple opposite him. If he wanted to protect Qin Shaojie who was behind him, if the other party dared to take a step forward, he would definitely charge forward without a care in the world.

Seeing the attitude of the Nether Sect's disciple, the Qingyang Sect's disciple was also startled, and then he laughed out loud. From his point of view, the Mask Man behind him was also his disciple. Although he did not know who he was, killing him was still a given.

Originally, he was worried that he would accidentally hurt the disciples of the White Night Sect, so he was prepared to take a look at the faces behind White Night Sect's back. But now, it seemed that he did not need to do this anymore. Moreover, once the Mask Man woke up, it would be troublesome if it was two on one. Although he didn't really care about the disciples of the Nether Sect, the masked guy behind him should be at least at the Spirit Sea Realm. Even if the two of them worked together, it would still be troublesome.

Feeling the slight contraction in the other party's eyes, as if he had guessed the other party's thoughts, the Nether Sect disciple's hand seals also changed slightly. Soon after, a powerful energy began to gather in the center of his palm.