In the final analysis, Anle deduced all of this on the premise that he already knew that the core in the sky was a trap, which was not too difficult.

But in Zhang Haiyun's view, this is simply incredible!

It's as if... Anle has seen through everything!

This feeling of being seen through and manipulated made Zhang Haiyun feel extremely aggrieved. It was the first time that he was forced to this point by a golden elixir.

But now, Zhang Haiyun looked at the two Nascent Souls in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, and finally felt a trace of despair in his heart.

Even with the suppression of the magic circle, he may not be the opponent of these two women.

Not to mention, now that the core of the magic circle is broken, decades of accumulation have been destroyed, and there is no way to win.

"Okay! Very good!"

Zhang Haiyun gritted his teeth, but still looked very angry.

"Since you want me to die, then I will have someone to support me in my death!"

At this time, Ye Ling'er sniffed and had a strange look on her face.

"I used to feel strange why Daoist Fellow Tian has an aura similar to yours. So, is this the case?"

There was a hint of relief and sympathy in her little eyes, and she turned to look at Jiang Yun again.

Jiang Yun nodded, understood, and continued.

"Master Zhang, do you still remember that five years ago, a group of monks in gray robes came to this Qinghan Branch Hall?"

Zhang Haiyun frowned, wondering why Jiang Yun would ask such a question at this juncture.

Everyone on the ground also heard this question.

Cheng Yuemei looked confused and didn't know why.

Seeing that Zhang Haiyun is about to be captured, why do we need to create extra complications?

Lin Ningqian and others looked serious and listened attentively, as if the answer to this question was very important.

Their purpose in coming to the Qinghan branch in the first place was never to deal with Zhang Haiyun, nor was it to resist the invasion of the Great Tai Dynasty.

It was only because of An Le that Jiang Yun was forced to get involved in these disputes.

Jiang Junliang looked thoughtful and murmured to himself: "Five years ago... wasn't it when I first came to the Qinghan branch?"

After a cultivator reaches the foundation-building stage, spiritual consciousness is born and his thinking is extremely sharp.

After reaching the golden elixir stage, it is easier to recall the memories sealed in the mind. Even after many years, the recall is smooth, as if it happened yesterday.

Jiang Junliang thought about it for a moment, and quickly remembered a small thing that seemed insignificant at the time.

A group of monks dressed in special clothes visited the Qinghan Branch Hall.

Although this place is located in a remote location, occasionally some monks will stray into Xuyuan, or loose cultivators who do not belong to Taixu Palace will come to ask for shelter.

Although it is rare for someone to visit, it is not particularly unusual.

What made Jiang Junliang pay a little attention was the appearance of this group of people.

They all wear gray robes.

The gray color is very special. It has an obscure, chaotic and weird feeling, and is vaguely ominous.

Moreover, after these gray-robed monks left, Jiang Junliang was surprised to find that he could not remember the appearance of this group of people at all.

No matter how hard I tried to recall, there was only a blurry outline of their faces in my mind.

Afterwards, Jiang Junliang guessed that the other party might have used some kind of magic to hide his appearance.

However, the gray-robed man stayed in the Qinghan Branch Hall for a very short time, only staying for one night in total, and did not have any impact on other people in the Qinghan Branch Hall.

Before and after coming, everything was as usual, nothing changed.

Over time, Jiang Junliang naturally did not take this matter seriously.

If Jiang Yun hadn't suddenly asked, he would probably never think of it again in his life.

Jiang Jun's conscience guessed: "Listening to what she said, do those gray robes and Master Zhang... have any special relationship?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Haiyun frowned: "What do you mean by gray-robed man? I don't understand!"

"The matter has come to an end. If you want to kill or behead me, feel free to do it!"

Jiang Yun sighed: "That's right, after all, they never leave memories in the target's mind."

Looking at her expression and eyes, Zhang Haiyun suddenly came up with a ridiculous idea.

'Is she... sympathizing with me?'

For no reason, Zhang Haiyun felt manic in his heart. He kept asking himself: 'Why does she sympathize with me?'

'Why...am I feeling so uncomfortable?'

"Then let me tell you straight, their name is... Chen!"

Jiang Yun stared at Zhang Haiyun closely and whispered softly.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

"The dead cannot be pursued, but those who come can still be waited for."

She suddenly shouted loudly: "Master Zhang, it's time for you to wake up!"

This voice carried fluctuations of spiritual power, directly hitting Zhang Haiyun's soul.

Zhang Haiyun looked dull, as if a haze had been suddenly dispelled from his mind, and that part of the hidden memory was the one he least wanted to touch.

He remembered everything.

Including those monks from Taixu Palace who called themselves "Chen", what happened between them that day, and...the memory of this body at the beginning.

****

It was in the desolate and cold moon abyss, surrounded by an endless ice field.

The illusory, unreal full moon hangs high.

Countless evil spirits and monsters hide in the shadows, making no effort to conceal their malice.

In the beginning, they were so strong that he could only survive in the cracks, like a dark mouse hiding everywhere, gnawing at the tasteless ice and snow, growing bit by bit.

I don’t know how long these days have passed.

After being expelled from the territory by the monster again, he made up his mind——

He wants to become stronger!

He is so strong that no evil spirit dares to bully him!

He began to imitate the evil behaviors of some monsters. Gradually, he also gained considerable power and began to devour evil creatures that were weaker than him.

It's just... not enough, this is far from enough.

During this period, he also encountered some creatures that walked on two legs, but they were not strong enough and were far inferior to the monsters that once bullied him.

Until one day, he saw a being so powerful that he was afraid of it.

When the man's face was reflected on the smooth ice, Zhang Haiyun remembered his own name.

****

Look at the man in gray robe in front of you.

Zhang Haiyun had an unknown premonition in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Who are they?"

"Is there such a force in Taixu Palace?"

But out of etiquette, Zhang Haiyun could only receive them warmly as usual.

The banquet was held very successfully, and it was a great time for both the guests and the host. Zhang Haiyun was quite pleased with himself.

When it comes to entertaining guests, he is very good at it!

While pushing cups and changing cups, he also found out that the man in gray robe called himself "Chen", which seemed to be the name of a secret group.

The leader of the man in gray robe was a young man, he said with a smile.

"Master Zhang, actually we are here to give you a big gift."

****

Zhang Haiyun has been wandering on the ice field for a long time. Out of some indescribable impulse, he always likes to hang out near the Qinghan branch, as if just looking at the fortress will give him spiritual comfort.

"Oh, and such evil spirits are really rare."

Suddenly one day, he heard a frivolous voice ringing in his ears.

The next second, Zhang Haiyun lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a cold corpse lying in front of him.

The appearance and figure of the corpse were exactly the same as his, with eyes wide open and a look of disbelief and pain on his face.
To be continued...