The spirit pearl now contains a sliver of the little fish's spirit. She clutches it tightly, afraid to lose it.The frost has vanished.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate...“I think we'll see each other again” 。When Tian Anping left this sentence in front of the Tiangya Stage, probably no one thought that it could be realized so quickly. 。

What people perceive as polite conversation is simply him honestly describing his feelings.

No one could figure out why Tian Anping, who had been persuaded by Cao Jie to return to Jueming Island to recover from his injuries and was indeed badly wounded by Lou Yue, would suddenly appear in the Ghostface Fish Sea. 。 。A shout of "Get out!" sent waves crashing like a thousand stormy seas. 。As soon as murderous intent arose, he controlled the sound waves as his sword, cutting out ten thousand sharp edges. 。Ten thousand crystal-clear, sharp little swords, like light boats skimming across the water. 。Charging through the waves, shuttling across the sea and sky, each sword style unique, weaving together an unmatched killing force! Every single sword style is a peak that ordinary cultivators could never reach in their lifetimes. 。The blade of the Yama King surged up, roaring like a tidal wave crashing ashore. 。Having journeyed this far, Jiang Wang has dedicated himself to daily practice, accumulating knowledge and constantly refining his sword techniques and killing arts. 。Simplified or Traditional, both are on the path. 。Tian Anping fearlessly embraced the opposition, raising his shackled hands and shouting: "Yes! That's right! Leave your final battle before losing yourself to me, Tian Anping! Don't disappoint me!" Whether you call him crazy or delirious, at least at this moment, compared to those purely malicious individuals, he appeared more like a devout seeker of truth. 。Perhaps, a devout believer is just another word for madman! He spread his arms wide, lifting them to the heavens, his long hair flying behind him! "Since ancient times, heaven and man have all fallen into eternal ruin! I come with 'the Sword at My Pillow', regardless of lifespan, fearing only missing this opportunity!" He couldn't wait! Because Jiang Wang was on the brink of falling, he had to immediately recover his strength and seize the moment for this battle. 。Seize the last chance before falling into eternal damnation, to study, to explore—and even, he didn't just restore his peak. 。After finally obtaining that one crucial "glimpse," he resolved a long-standing spiritual dilemma and his strength saw a breakthrough! Jiang Wang once asked Tian Anping, seeking to understand how... 。Are there any other answers Only in life and death can one see the true colors! As Tian Anping's hands moved, in the long expanse before him, time seemed to freeze, not even a ripple or tremor appeared, as if everything had been suspended. 。The silvery shoals of swordfish, like a surging tide of blades, and the towering waves that suddenly surged skyward, were frozen in mid-air as if sculpted into an eternal glacier. 。Tian Anping, who was sealed and confined for ten years due to his formidable power of killing the Willow God, although he has always had a terrifying reputation, his true strength has always been a mystery. 。He often sat in the Fu Bi Tower in the center of the city, rarely interacting with others. 。Even after the seal was broken and he started using more of his power, no one truly forced him to unleash his full potential. 。Back then, on the battlefield of Fasha, his single battle shook the world. Almost everyone who truly witnessed his power was killed. 。The enemy was completely wiped out, and our army is also reduced to a handful. 。Every public battle he engaged in was considered valuable intelligence. 。For example, in his previous battle with Lou Jue, he seemed to have manifested the divine power of space. 。Starting with "Secret Technique · Moving Dragon," followed by "Forbidden Technique · Void Birth Robbery of the Gap," Lou Yue shocked all the onlookers, almost making them believe that he was going to die on the spot. 。At this moment, his performance resembled that of a being who could hold up the heavens and calm the seas, much like He Who Closes Heaven! Jiang Wang arrived at the sea too late and missed that true battle between men, so he never witnessed it. 。But when it comes to a Tian Anping, why bother seeking evidence Today, with the two proofs of heaven and man already submerged halfway into the depths of the heavenly way, he can see at a glance that what Tian Anping holds is not space. 。but rather the "lines" that construct space. 。A horizontal line and a vertical line frame the flat expanse on the white paper. 。If one more line stands upright, then so-called "space" appears! Tian Anping's grasp of "lines" is profound and fundamental, weaving space with the lines of Dao, locking onto the gaps within space, achieving an effect akin to controlling space itself. 。Only someone with a very deep understanding of "space" could achieve this. 。At least Jiang Wang thinks she is not up to it. 。But now it's not about sitting down and testing each other's understanding of space, nor does he need to discuss spatial cognition. Just understanding is enough. 。Approximately these "lines," is the path Tian Anping walks. 。Before the still "glacier," Jiang Wang was the only "moving scene." 。He acted coldly, raising two fingers and letting his clothes flutter. With a single stroke in front of him—snap! It was as if a string had been broken with a delicate sound. 。Never heard, yet it cracked my heart. 。That thread, which existed only in Jiang Wang and Tian Anping's eyes, perhaps even Zhao Wuyan could see it, snapped all at once, scattering like strands of silk. 。Pointing sword at the path! Whoosh whoosh whoosh! The waves continue to surge. 。Thousands of sword shapes and sound patterns continue to flow. 。As if it never happened 。A gigantic black shadow rose above Tian Anping's head, instantly stirring a whirlwind and obscuring the sky with clouds. It vaguely took the shape of a giant peng bird, covering the heavens and earth. 。It was a terrifying apparition, representing the formidable martial arts of the First Loyal and Valiant Marquis who swallowed dragons and chewed on wasteland. 。The secret of the Oze clan, the Night Peng Devouring Dragon Technique! The great peng spreads its wings to soar high, tossing and turning through the azure sea, overturning the heavens, making hills into Oze. Chung-yong Bo Tian Wen-xi, also known as the first ancestor of the Oze clan, personally opened up this illustrious lineage. 。 。The Marquis of Loyalty and Courage went before the throne to confess his crimes and offered to have his achievements cut away. 。The Emperor laughed and said, "What the hell is a true dragon What a worthless thing, it dares to compare itself to me Zhongyongbo, just swallow the sea for me, accomplish feats of martial prowess! I will also reward the outspoken official with one hundred gold coins for his boldness!" 。 。During the reign of Emperor Wudi, the Daze clan controlled the Qi state's naval forces. Their fiefdom was also named "Daze" and they often clashed with rivals in the mystical realm. 。Zhongheng, born later than Emperor Wu, came to prominence only after the emperor had restored his throne and stabilized the court. He missed the opportunity to earn recognition during the most crucial period of restoring the empire. 。But he was the bravest of all, utterly loyal. Even in those times when heroes who had restored the nation already held court, he still fought his way to prominence, achieving countless feats of valor. 。It was due to his pioneering efforts that his descendants, after generations of hard work, attained the prestigious title of "High Marquis of Gaochang," placing their family among the most esteemed in Qi. 。That is to say, the descendants who came after were incompetent and therefore had their military power revoked. 。Until now, Tian Anping has mastered Zhan Yu. 。This night, as the Peng Swallowing Dragon Technique was deployed, a true downpour descended from all directions, and the heavens rumbled with wind. 。As if swallowing the daylight, turning a sunny day into night. 。One can almost see, the bravery and courage of the first Duke Zhongyong. 。But the darkness only lasted a fleeting moment. Endless sword light, like heavenly rays, ripped it apart! The legendary "Ye Peng," said to possess terrifying killing power, was almost shattered the instant it formed, before its wings could even fully spread. 。Ten thousand crystal-sharp daggers, glittering and translucent, tore through every defense with ease. They swept across the night like a surging wave, engulfing Tian Anping in an instant. 。At this moment, even Jiang Wang hadn't unsheathed his sword yet. 。Before the sword was drawn, ten thousand stood in its path, all dying! “Stop, Jiang Wang!” “Hold, Brother Jiang!” “Qingyang!” No one at the scene had a good impression of Tian Anping, but almost simultaneously, they all spoke out, hurriedly stopping Jiang Wang. 。Even if Tian Anping says anything, he is still the commander of the nine armies of the Great Qi Empire. 。How can a mere argument lead to death Even if you're unwilling, you have to admit that—killing Tian Anping is far more serious than killing Li Longchuan. 。Today, Jiang Wang can't hold it in! These friends' worries are not unfounded. 。However, Jiang Wang merely pushed back with his palm—Yan Fu, Wen Tinglan, Li Fengyao, Zhao Wuyan, and Xu Xiangqian were all repelled by his single push, flying thousands of meters away. 。To avoid further disturbance and bloodshed. 。And he stepped forward. 。In a single step, the longsword was drawn, and the person was already before him. 。The sword mound, formed by millions of glistening tiny swords, was collapsing inwards at this very moment, being swallowed whole. 。Though bound in iron chains, twisted into an armor of steel, Tian Anping still stood on the stage like a strange figure in his armor. He straightened his back amidst the lingering ripples of scattered sword energy. 。Jiang Wang's sword thrust came! Such a simple action, yet it left absolutely no room for reaction. 。Jiang Wang drew his sword to strike, and he struck to kill. 。Everything was just right, as if Tian Anping had been waiting for this sword. 。

Clang! Though there was the crisp sound of metal clashing against metal.

Longing persists, yet it charges forward relentlessly. 。It wasn't as if the blade had been stopped by something, but rather that it was a deliberate warning cry emitted by the sword itself. 。Ka-cha! Ka-cha! The iron chainmail armor on Tian Anping's body actually emitted a clear, ice-like cracking sound. 。In an instant, it shattered into four or five pieces, and the half-link chain flew. 。Only a few chains remained, dangling from Tian Anping's tattered clothes! The black iron snakes writhed, yet now they were lifeless, stripped of their vitality. 。The valiant Zan Yu's unruly mane, surprisingly, looked drab. 。Only his eyes remained bright and full of life. 。With a flash, he lunged out and grasped the sword blade with one hand! Though he couldn't prevent the sword from piercing his abdomen, he managed to stop it from going any deeper. 。His palm was wounded by sword energy, blood spurting out. 。A flash of crimson turned black, blood qi transformed into ghostly light. 。His palm seemed to hold a swirling vortex, and using that vortex as its sheath, he imprisoned the world-renowned sword, Chang Xiang Si. 。The shackles on his wrist were growing uncontrollably, multiplying endlessly. They wound around his sword-holding hand, snaking up the blade and onward, creeping towards Jiang Wang's arm. 。A burst of sparks erupted out of thin air! This stopped the chain's advance. 。The iron chain's head suddenly rose, recoiling like a living thing in fright. 。...but still got splashed by a few Martian meteorites... 。Whoosh! A raging inferno engulfed the two fighters who were locked in a fierce melee. 。The world of everlasting, blazing flames, unfurls like this across these seas. 。To outsiders, it might just appear as a massive fireball hundreds of miles wide. 。Only by being in it can you see how vast the world is. 。< The sky is infinitely vast, and fire possesses boundless waves. > 。Thousands of fire beasts, running through them 。A hundred kinds of flaming birds, soaring through the air. 。In this world of flames, there is a massive city enclosed by steel. 。Dressed in rags and with unkempt hair, Tian Anping stood in the city gate's opening, as if supported by some terrifying power. 。He should have been curled up, yet he stood straight. He should have been weak, yet he blazed with intensity. He should have been in pain, yet he grinned! And Jiang Wang, clad in a single blue robe, as clean and flawless as the dust of the heavens, was just a hair's breadth away from him, standing outside this very city. 。The sword remained lodged in Tian Anping's abdomen, even after entering the city. 。The two stared into the flames, their faces clearly visible to each other. 。To say, both pairs of eyes are calm. 。But there was a coldness in the calmness of those outside the city. 。>> 。and he was going to drag Jiang Wang into his immediate city. 。To obtain a relatively fair outcome > 。It was only then that Jiang Wang finally felt a bit of pressure. 。That time when I was sent to Jicheng to bring back Liu Xiao, it has been a long time ago. 。That time he did not enter the city, because at that time he had no confidence. 。He still doesn't want to go into town today. 。because there is no interest 。He raised his eyes, gazing at Tian Anping before him, and said coldly, "You know, Tian Anping At this moment, I find you extremely repulsive." 。In the midst of coldness, there was an extremely subtle bewilderment. He had a momentary daze: "It's unclear whether it's Him who dislikes you or I who dislikes you." 。“Him” Tian Anping showed great interest, his muscles rippling like mountains under the skin, twitching like strange spirits, radiating terrifying power. He looked up at the sky and said: “You mean him” In this true origin fire realm, on the edge of the sky, it seemed as if a fiery cloud, stretching endlessly, was burning. 。A demonic ape adorned with a skull necklace sits atop the clouds, baring its fangs and overlooking the city below. 。The True Source Fire Realm, guarded by the Heart Monkey. 。"Heh heh heh..." Tian Anping withdrew his gaze, grinning strangely: "Or... Heaven's Will!" "It doesn't matter anymore" 。Jiang Wang said 。While he was speaking, his fingers were always moving. 。Even the trembling Chang'e suddenly came to a halt. 。Although Tian Anping possessed immense terrifying strength, he couldn't budge Jiang Wang even an inch! He gripped the sword edge and pulled with all his might, to draw Jiang Wang closer, even if it meant letting Chang Xiangsi pierce through his abdomen, exiting from his back. In this extreme pain and endurance, a more powerful force erupted. 。but Jiang Wang, remained motionless 。He just stood there, the distance between him and this city was always just a hair's breadth. 。And that line which Tian Anping could not cross, was called "reluctance". 。Jiang Wang was unwilling, so Tian Anping couldn't. 。Tian Anping's mountain shouted like a tsunami, its power was so immense that there was nowhere to land. 。All his struggles, were within the cage. 。He realized he wasn't really grappling with Jiang Wang, but rather the unbreakable rule that Jiang Wang had set. 。This has moved beyond the realm of worldly rules, surpassing a struggle of power. 。What is meant by "true person" is one whose thoughts and movements shift the laws of nature, who has been entrusted by Heaven and Earth, and whose every action embodies the true nature of all things. 。But who could so arrogantly strip another mortal of their authority, imprisoning them Tick-tock! A single drop of crimson liquid landed precisely on Tian Anping's back - naturally, it first touched the iron shackles wrapped around his hand, producing a sizzling sound. 。Tian Anping raised his head at this time. 。Only the city gate tower was visible, and above it, the iron plaque with the character "Ji" suddenly transformed into a burning fireball, plummeting down. 。 。In his gaze, a crimson trail slashed across, dripping into his eyes. 。Continuously expanding, enlarging, as if falling into a magma lake. 。The entire city is melting! A river of molten iron, constantly dripping, has become a torrent, pouring down. 。This imposing, terrifying fortress city, with its iron chains and looming towers, is a place where even the very walls seem to brace themselves before entering. It is like a pool of molten wax. 。It was so soft and delicate. 。Its mystery and horror have been muddled. 。And Tian Anping trapped in the doorway suddenly stiffened, instinctively throwing back his head and letting out a sharp, senseless shriek, like a pig being slaughtered!!!ment at the age of fifteen.Gan Chang'an is only nineteen this year. Younger than many of the gifted prodigies in the Imperial Court, he is a true child prodigy.Let me know if you have any other text y...