There are forty-nine cobblestones in Lin Hao's hand, including seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, seven for each color.

I saw that he was holding a round stone, in a group of seven, and placed seven magic circles around Situ Yezhen's body, and the seven magic circles were located on Situ Yezhen's feet, shoulders, waist and the top of his head.

As the last round stone in Lin Hao's hand fell, seven clouds of misty qi rose from the circle in unison, slowly converging into a colorful aura suspended above Situ Yezhen.

There was an illusory strange and esoteric inscription attached to the outside of that colorful aura, which looked very simple and obscure, and it was completely different from the writing on the mainland, and the three of Chu Tianlan on the side were all well-informed, but no one knew it.

Seeing the colorful aura appear, Lin Hao got up and took a few steps back, interacted with his hands, pinched out a strange magic trick, and a milky white glow slowly overflowed from his hand, slowly floating towards the aura in front of him.

The colorful aura seemed to have an inexplicable attraction to the white light, and when it floated to about a meter away from the aura, it suddenly accelerated, and slammed into the aura like a tired bird returning to its nest.

As the white light continued to merge, the light emitted by the colorful aura became more and more intense, and the surrounding inscriptions began to solidify, gradually becoming as if they had a substance.

The light of the colorful aura became more and more dazzling, and correspondingly, Lin Hao's gradually exhausted physical strength, emitting that white light, which seemed to be stronger than the previous battle with Situ Yehao to consume Lin Hao, but in a few seconds, a layer of sweat beads appeared on Lin Hao's forehead.

Zuo Wenzhao, who was behind him, saw that Lin Hao's body was slowly becoming vain, and even his steps began to be a little unstable, and he wanted to step forward to help with concern, but was pulled by Chu Tianlan.

Chu Tianlan frowned, gave Zuo Wenzhao a look, and motioned him not to make a sound, so as not to affect Lin Hao. Although he didn't know what Lin Hao was doing, he instinctively felt that with his and Zuo Wenzhao's spiritual power, it was impossible to help Lin Hao at all, and it might even be counterproductive.

The three of them didn't dare to sweat, staring at Lin Hao's crumbling body tightly, for fear that his spiritual power would be exhausted and he would fall to the ground.

After more than a minute like this, the intersection of the colorful aura and the white light finally reached its peak, and as a dazzling light exploded, Lin Hao's finally couldn't support it, and his body twisted and fell to the ground.

"Young master!"

"Master!"

"Lin Shaoxia!"

Chu Tianlan and the three of them were shaken by the white light, and hurriedly closed their eyes, and when they opened them again, they saw that Lin Hao had fainted on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Chu Tianlan twisted Lin Hao's body straight, glanced at Zuo Wenzhao, and then both of them made a move, and the four palms were against Lin Hao's back, and the majestic spiritual power was like a torrent that opened the floodgates, rushing towards Lin Hao's body.

Chen Yuqi wanted to help, but he couldn't intervene, so he walked to Situ Yezhen's side and checked on his senior brother's situation.

I saw that the forty-nine cobblestones that Lin Hao had placed beside Situ Yezhen had lost their original luster at this time and turned into a pile of debris, and the colorful aura above his body was only green after the white light dissipated, and the inscriptions around the aura had also changed a lot from before.

The strange thing is that when the halo is colorful, the inscriptions around it seem very obscure to Chen Yuqi, and after this change, he actually has a sense of déjà vu for those inscriptions. However, it was just a feeling, and Chen Yuqi still didn't understand the meaning of those inscriptions.

Between the green ring and Situ Yezhen, there was a palm-sized swirling air current, which constantly introduced the breath on the green ring into Situ Yezhen's body.

Time passed little by little, and the green ring slowly changed from solid to virtual under the attraction of the whirlpool, and the light became darker and darker, but the inscription on the outside did not change at all, and it was still as solid as ever.

On the contrary, as the misty qi on the green ring continued to be injected into Situ Yezhen's body through the vortex, his originally shriveled body slowly began to fill, gradually recovering towards his original appearance.

After a long time, when the last ray of light on the green ring was inhaled into Situ Yezhen's body, his eyes that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened, and two deep green lights burst out from his eye sockets, rushing straight into the sky!

Seeing this, Chen Yuyan suddenly had a look of joy on his face, and he was about to ask out loud, but was pushed away by Situ Yezhen's palm.

Situ Yezhen stood up, twisted his neck, stretched out his right hand, and a stream of spiritual power penetrated out of his body, wrapping the circle of inscriptions around the green ring.

The circle of inscriptions seemed to have some kind of special connection with Situ Yezhen's spiritual power, and feeling Situ Yezhen's summoning, the inscriptions that were originally closed into a circle instantly dispersed, lined up in a row, and drilled into Situ Yezhen's palm like a green snake.

The inscription entered his body, and Situ Yezhen felt like a spring breeze in an instant, his spiritual veins became unprecedentedly full, and his power flowed endlessly in his body, making him can't help but raise his head and let out a long hiss!

But the changes are not only that, after entering Situ Yezhen's spiritual vein, the circle of inscriptions actually spread out again, turning into individual characters, covering the Lingbi.

Those characters were like villains, covering every corner of Situ Yezhen's spiritual veins, Situ Yezhen's divine sense looked inward, and he was in doubt, only to see those characters swelling outward along the Lingbi.

"Ahh

The spiritual veins swelled with a burst of tearing pain, and Situ Yezhen was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a miserable scream.

Thirty years ago, Situ Yezhen had an experience of being injured in his spiritual veins, and the pain from the depths of his soul was an unforgettable nightmare in his life. He didn't expect that thirty years later, this kind of pain would befall him again, and compared to that time, the pain at this time was ten or a hundred times worse!

"Take care of your heart, keep your mind tight, and carefully perceive the changes in your spiritual veins!"

Just as Situ Yezhen felt that his sanity was about to be crushed by that sharp pain, Lin Hao's voice suddenly sounded, pulling him up from the abyss.

"Think about it carefully, what is the power you are pursuing? What is the purpose of your pursuit of power? Resist this ordeal, and what will be in front of you will be the power you have always dreamed of!"

Listening to Lin Hao's voice, Situ Yezhen couldn't help but start thinking back on his life, and countless pictures began to flash in his mind. The father's angry scolding, the brother's disdainful eyes, the corpse-strewn ruins, and the blood shining in the firelight, all floated by, making Situ Yezhen's drowsy mind regain a trace of clarity.

Whenever Situ Yezhen felt that he couldn't hold on, Lin Hao's voice would sound, making him sober up again. After repeated like this, Situ Yezhen was immersed in pain for a long time.

Along with the pain, there were countless cracks in the spiritual veins that appeared in the continuous expansion, and in those cracks, Situ Yezhen actually found countless symbols that were indistinguishable from the inscriptions he had inhaled into his body!

"Bang!"

Finally, Situ Yezhen's spiritual vein could no longer hold up the expansion of the inscription, and exploded.

As the spiritual veins shattered, the pain also disappeared, Situ Yezhen looked at himself intently, and saw that his body was filled with countless inscription symbols, which were as thin as dust, flowing quickly along his blood, integrating into every corner of his body, and draping every organ of his body with a layer of green armor.

The changes in his body, Situ Yezhen knew it well, what he didn't know was that at this time, even his appearance had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The reborn Situ Yezhen, without his withered body and wrinkled skin, with long dark green hair draped behind his head, with a green inscription mark on his forehead, his tall posture was more than a foot higher than before, and under the tattered clothes, the strong muscles and flesh rose high, neither the femininity he had always pretended, nor the rickety as he really was, just like a young man in his twenties, full of vitality and strength!

"Boom!"

Situ Yezhen opened his eyes, and a huge spiritual pressure rose into the sky, actually shaking a dark cloud in the sky and scattering it, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth again!

Lin Hao looked at Situ Yezhen, who was like two people before, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a gratifying smile, he looked up at the sky, and said silently in his heart: "Father, have you seen it, Hao'er has achieved a sword immortal with his own hands!"

"It's ...... Is there an elemental seal that only an immortal-level powerhouse has?" Zuo Wenzhao looked at the mark on Situ Yezhen's forehead and muttered.

"That's right, this level of spiritual pressure is impossible to send out if it is not at the immortal level!" Chu Tianlan nodded and said.

Compared with the surprise of Chu Tianlan and the others, Situ Yezhen seemed much calmer, only to see him lower his head, look at the long sword in his hand, and then squeeze his palm slightly, and the long sword turned into a ball of powder and was inhaled into his body.

"This sword is refined from the rhizome of the Divine Phoenix Wood, which is in line with my spiritual power attributes, and it is perfect for forging my natal sword!" Situ Yezhen raised his head and explained to the few people in front of him.

When Lin Hao heard this, he didn't speak, reached into his arms, took out a long sword and threw it to Situ Yezhen.

Situ Yezhen raised his hand to take it, took it in his hand and looked at it, and exclaimed, "This is?"

"As a wood-based swordsman, Shenhuang Wood is indeed a rare material for forging the Natal Sword. However, it is also made of Shenhuang wood, and your brother's sword is much better than yours. The spiritual power that Huang Tong injected into the sword has been completely destroyed by me, you can rest assured to use it, how can the sword immortal I created with my own hands be tainted by his spiritual power!" Lin Hao said bluntly, without the slightest intention to hide the cause of Huang Tong's death on his face.

Although Situ Yezhen and Huang Tong are brothers, they don't have the slightest brotherly affection, the reason why he pointed out the suspicion of Huang Tong's death to Situ Juetian is actually just that he wants to use this opportunity to leave Sacred Heart City, and it is not the so-called blood love at all!

"Huang Tong is too obsessed with strength, and his obsession with blood spirit swordsmanship is even greater than that of his father, over the years, there are not many swordsmen who have died under his hands, and if he lives in this world for one more day, more people will suffer, and you have taken his life this time, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the mainland!" Situ Yezhen said, so he sucked Huang Tong's Divine Phoenix Sword into his body.

"Senior Situ, you have been in Sacred Heart City for a long time, you know everything about Sacred Heart City well, and you and my father are also old acquaintances, you must know what our purpose is, junior dare to invite you to join us, I don't know what you think?" Lin Hao saw Situ Ye Hao accept the Divine Phoenix Sword, and immediately spoke.

Situ Yezhen looked at Lin Hao's sincere eyes, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face. As Situ Juetian's eldest son, he understood better than anyone what it meant to be an enemy of Sacred Heart City!

Seeing this, Chu Tianlan on the side stepped forward and said, "Situ Yezhen, don't forget, you can cultivate the immortal fruit, but it is all thanks to the young master of my family." In order to help you, the young master did not hesitate to risk the depletion of spiritual power, you will not even agree to this request!"

"I don't think there is any need for others to repeat the bad deeds of the Ten Great Temples, you have joined the master's righteous banner, and you are actually fighting for the name of saving the Holy Land of the Human Race!" Zuo Wenzhao also opened his mouth to persuade.