Huangfu Qingjue also nodded in a deep voice, the Demon Emperor didn't know much about Ling Chuxi, but he could see that Ling Chuxi's words were definitely not conjectures, there must be a reason for her.

"That's just as well." The Demon Emperor thought for a moment and fell into deep thought.

"Perhaps, there is another mystery in this." Ling Chuxi said.

"That's right, Master, why don't we think about it carefully, this is our family's waiting for tens of thousands of years, how can we give up so easily." Zhen Ye naturally didn't want the old demon emperor to die, so they all persuaded in unison.

The old demon emperor also hesitated for a while.

"You've recovered?" Ling Chuxi took advantage of this opportunity and asked Sword Spirit Dao in surprise in his heart.

"How can it be so easy to recover, among the seven cruel intentions of the abyss, the sword spirit is the main kill, if it weren't for the fact that you have already obtained the sword soul, and I have spent so long refining the sword soul with the power of the sword spirit and waking up from my slumber, otherwise I am afraid that even I am not its opponent." Now my remnant spirit is also very damaged, and it is difficult to recover it for a while. Sword Spirit said.

Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that the sword spirit in the Falling Dust Sword had not awakened before, but had refined the sword soul obtained from the Silver Ancient Mountain Range before finally awakening. Fortunately, he woke up in time, otherwise he would have been destroyed by that murderous sword spirit just now, and his divine sense would have been harmed into a vegetative state.

"You just said that the demon beast clan wants to rise again, and it has a lot to do with you, what's going on?" Ling Chuxi asked.

"When the demon beasts were defeated in the five decisive battles, the Demon Emperor had to keep his promise and work together with the masters of the major sects to lay down the eight-gate formation, not only imprisoning the demon beast clan in Xiaoyin Gu Mountain, but also suppressing the awakening of their ancient bloodline.

But just before the formation was laid, the Demon Emperor noticed the existence of the Cangyuan Sword Spirit, so he kept an eye on it, and the power of the Demon Emperor was not all used to lay down the formation eye, but to borrow part of the power of the Cangyuan Sword Spirit. You must know how powerful the eight formations of the Lu Dao are, among them, the right time, place and people are indispensable, and the power of the Cangyuan sword spirit is contained in the geographical advantage, so even the major sects have not discovered it. Sword Spirit said.

"So that means you can break the ban with the power of your sword?" Ling Chuxi asked. She had respect for the old demon emperor, and she didn't want to see him die like this.

"If it's so easy to break, can it still be regarded as an eight-door formation? But if you want to lift the suppression of the ancient bloodline of the demon beast, it should still be possible. Sword Spirit said.

"That's enough." Ling Chuxi said. As long as the suppression of the ancient bloodline is lifted, the old demon emperor will be able to awaken the bloodline, and he will be able to help the emperor clear the formation and open the formation to send them out, which is enough.

"Senior, this Demon Emperor is also a person who keeps his promises, I hope you can help them." Ling Chuxi said solemnly to the sword spirit.

"This Demon Emperor's character is indeed good, and I also want to help him, but it's just ......" Speaking of this, the sword spirit hesitated a little.

"Just what?" Ling Chuxi asked with some concern.

"It's just that my consciousness has been damaged, and if I spend more spiritual power to release the suppression, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep for a while." Sword Spirit said.

Hearing this answer, Ling Chuxi was relieved. It turned out to be this thing. However, Ling Chuxi's heart was also sour. Sleeping until you wake up naturally may be a very happy thing for human beings. However, for the abyss, ten thousand years of sleep, ten thousand years of loneliness, who can experience such desolation? So hearing Cang Yuan say this, Ling Chuxi understood Cang Yuan's hesitation.