228: No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!!

After all, it was a King Tier Tribulation, and everything was meticulously prepared; even now, the memories were still fresh.

She had wondered why the King Tier Tribulation's power had suddenly intensified so much back then.

As someone with monstrous talent, her original lightning tribulation was already terrifying enough, but at that time, she was almost killed by the King Tier Tribulation, which had taken the form of a thunder dragon.

Because Wang Feng had a system that shielded his aura, Jiang Hanxi truly hadn't noticed anyone underground at that time.

However, halfway through her tribulation, a very, very loud howl suddenly erupted, accompanied by unrestrained curses.

But it was only for an instant before it was drowned out by the terrifying lightning tribulation, and nothing more could be heard.

At that time, Jiang Hanxi even thought she was hallucinating from the lightning tribulation, and she believed the tribulation was supposed to be that terrifying.

Thinking about it now, everything made sense if Wang Feng wasn't beneath her.

Then the King Tier Tribulation, for her, while not completely harmless, shouldn't have nearly killed her.

No wonder, no wonder...

However, Jiang Hanxi couldn't muster even a hint of blame towards Wang Feng, because he was even more pitiful than her; he was directly struck dead!

Looking at Wang Feng, who was still desperately clinging to her body, Jiang Hanxi hugged him tightly, her heart pounding with fear.

Wang Feng's face was buried between her twin peaks, and he gradually started to feel a bit breathless, instinctively biting down.

"Mm~..."

Jiang Hanxi let out a muffled groan as she felt a pain in her chest.

She quickly pulled Wang Feng away, but the stinging sensation still lingered, like being pricked by a needle.

"You! ..."

Forget it...

Jiang Hanxi looked at Wang Feng, who was still hugging her and acting drunk, quickly composed herself, and gently patted his back to comfort him.

"It's okay, it's okay, I promise I won't hurt you again..."

Jiang Hanxi patted Wang Feng's back and comforted him, speaking reassuring words, and Wang Feng slowly quieted down.

Only his tears still flowed non-stop, as if they were worthless.

The thought that he was just a little bit away from killing Jiang Hanxi in his eighth life made his tears flow even more profusely.

He should have waited a few hundred more years before trying to kill her; why was he so arrogant and overconfident!?

Just after breaking through to the Great Emperor Realm, that surge of powerful energy had clouded Wang Feng's mind, making him feel like he could kill gods and Buddhas alike.

On that day, in his mind, even an Immortal Realm expert would have to take two slaps from him and then leave in disgrace.

The result was... he was once again stabbed to death by Jiang Hanxi.

But at least it wasn't just one sword this time; they fought for countless days and exchanged countless moves, showing great progress.

In the end, both were severely injured, but he was still slightly weaker.

Just by a tiny bit. If he had even a little Chaotic Spiritual Power left, he could have perished together with Jiang Hanxi.

"Clearly, clearly, in the eighth life, at the very end, you were severely injured, and your Dao Heart had cracks, so, why, why didn't you die!?"

Wang Feng hugged Jiang Hanxi, tears streaming down his face, and asked her in a choked, angry voice, sobbing by her ear.

But at this moment, Jiang Hanxi's mind went blank, feeling as if a bolt of heavenly lightning had struck her brain, obliterating her divine consciousness.

Could it be... he... truly, truly, is, is that Licentious Bandit Great Emperor!?

Jiang Hanxi's already reddened eyes deepened, and her hands wrapped around Wang Feng trembled uncontrollably.

"H-how could this be! Impossible! Ab-absolutely impossible!"

Jiang Hanxi was so startled that she pushed Wang Feng away, but the next moment she saw him flying out, she quickly reached out and grabbed his arm.

She pulled Wang Feng back, afraid that her forceful push might injure him.

However, Jiang Hanxi still placed Wang Feng on the ground, somewhat unwilling to touch him again, and even felt a hint of aversion in her heart.

She found it a bit hard to accept. This scoundrel only had one life left, yet he still came to approach her. What kind of game was he playing!?

Even if she was stupid now, combining all of Wang Feng's actions and events he mentioned, along with his disguise...

This already made the probability of Wang Feng being the Licentious Bandit Great Emperor 99.9%, almost absolute.

But Jiang Hanxi still didn't believe it, and with a glimmer of hope, she questioned, "You... in your eighth life, were you... that newly ascended Great Emperor who fought me ten thousand years ago?"

Jiang Hanxi was trembling all over with nervousness. She couldn't believe it, which meant that Wang Feng was playing with her feelings in this life?

Could it be... he still thought he couldn't defeat her in this life, so he planned to toy with her emotions and ultimately break her heart!?

That's right... after all, having been killed eight times, how could he possibly fall for an enemy he saw red with?

Wang Feng's eyes were hazy, as if they were open, yet not. His consciousness was blurry, and he had no idea what he was doing.

"N-no..."

Jiang Hanxi's eyes brightened slightly, but Wang Feng's next sentence immediately brought her to the brink of collapse.

"I, I am, am a little butterfly, flying, flying, flying~~, hehehe, hahaha..."

Wang Feng drunkenly flapped his hands, like a big fool, imagining himself as a butterfly.

Jiang Hanxi had a headache, her cold and elegant face filled with helplessness, her lips pressed tightly together, unsure of what to do.

At this moment, she only felt the same emotion she had as a child, abandoned in the wilderness, surging up again, and this time it was even more intense.

The movements around them slowly ceased, and Wang Feng, tightly hugging Jiang Hanxi's thigh, fell into a deep sleep, no longer acting crazy.

At the same time, his divine consciousness also began to change, becoming larger and more solid.

It turned out that the spiritual energy was not ineffective on divine consciousness; it just took a particularly long time to take effect, the kind that went straight to the head.

Jiang Hanxi nudged his body, and Wang Feng's body swayed a few times in response.

But he still clung tightly to Jiang Hanxi's thigh, refusing to let go, even resting his head on it.

"Jiang Hanxi..."

Wang Feng, drunkenly resting on Jiang Hanxi's thigh, continued to mumble, but his words were no longer clear.

Jiang Hanxi's eyes were red, her gaze fixed on Wang Feng, and then she extended her divine consciousness deep into her Divine Sea Space.

It's not him... please, please don't be him...

Please, please don't be him...!

Jiang Hanxi's divine consciousness avatar's outstretched right hand trembled uncontrollably.

And just as this thought of not wanting to confirm it arose in her heart...

A dragon head totem slowly emerged on the inner side of the emperor corpse's chest, which had previously been empty.

[Ding, emperor corpse Return Rate: 30%]

And just then, with a whoosh!

Jiang Hanxi ripped open the emperor corpse's upper garment, which had remained unchanged for ten thousand years, revealing another layer of torn clothing underneath.

Ten thousand years ago, after Jiang Hanxi whipped Wang Feng, she didn't even want to touch him. She directly used spiritual power to lift his emperor corpse.

Finally, she found a piece of clothing in the Cultivation World and, ignoring the tattered clothes still on Wang Feng's body,

She simply controlled her spiritual power and casually put the new clothes on him, and they hadn't been changed until now.

At this moment, Jiang Hanxi once again directly tore open the tattered clothes on the emperor corpse's chest, and the pupils in her eyes immediately trembled.