69: Crack Repair

"We wish to keep your Disciple to serve the Empire for this very reason. If you agree, I will marry my youngest princess to him."

"As long as he is willing, you can freely use everything of the Yizhang Dynasty. The current Imperial Dynasty can at most support the Fissure for another ten thousand years. Once there is no Great Emperor expert to guard the Fissure after ten thousand years, it will likely release a large number of alien races, leading to widespread devastation."

Li Haotian immediately fell into contemplation; what the other party said was not without reason.

He also did not directly believe everything the other party said, but first communicated with Lin Tianxuan.

"What he said is indeed true, because I also noticed the curse on this Imperial Dynasty, a faint curse integrated into their Bloodline Power."

"This means that as long as a person is afflicted, their future descendants, no matter how many generations, will forever carry this curse. This curse has no other effect; it cannot harm lives or affect Cultivation. It only affects the talent of future generations."

"The race they are suppressing seems to be called the Soul Tribe. Their specialty is killing people with curses. This kind of curse must be their doing."

Lin Tianxuan quickly responded, revealing everything he knew. Li Haotian immediately pressed him.

"Do you have a way to break it?"

Lin Tianxuan only pondered for a moment before thinking of a solution.

"Of course. Any curse needs power to sustain it. As long as the problem of the Fissure here can be permanently resolved, the curse on them will dissipate on its own after a period of time. So now, we just need to close this spatial fissure or destroy it, interrupting the connection between the Heaven Domain and the Soul Tribe."

Lin Tianxuan's words immediately gave Li Haotian an idea.

"Since you can propose this solution, you must know how to collapse this Fissure. If possible, please wait a moment while I discuss the terms."

After receiving a positive answer, Li Haotian's heart settled.

"It's not necessary for my Disciple to become your person. I have another solution; I wonder if you're interested?"

After a long silence in the eyes of the crowd, Li Haotian seemed to have thought of a method and brought up the matter. The Emperor nodded, assuming an attentive posture.

"I can have my people find a way to help you deal with the Fissure. If this matter can be completely resolved from its root, you won't need to send a Great Emperor to guard it every day. How troublesome would that be?"

Upon hearing this, The Emperor stood up in disbelief, his face showing a shocked expression.

"Are you serious? Can you completely resolve such a strange existence as the Fissure?"

Li Haotian nodded.

"Of course I'm confident, but I also need to discuss some terms with you, such as..."

"Given!"

Li Haotian hadn't even asked for anything, and The Emperor immediately gave his answer.

His attitude and meaning were already quite clear: whatever was requested would be given.

"Since that's the case, I have no objections. Tianxuan, come in."

Lin Tianxuan flashed into the main hall, appearing beside Li Haotian.

"Since you want us to solve the problem, you can't expect us to sneak to the Fissure, can you? Lead us there openly."

The Emperor nodded at the two, then stood up. He wasn't sure if his decision today was correct, but as long as this hidden danger could be eliminated, it would be excellent for both his Imperial Dynasty and the entire Heaven Domain.

After a vase behind the main hall was activated, the floor tiles below instantly vanished without a trace. Looking down, it was pitch black, seemingly leading straight to the ground.

Everyone followed The Emperor and leaped down together, quickly landing.

It was pitch black all around, impossible to see one's hand in front of their face. Only a cold and eerie aura continuously spread, making people feel somewhat uncomfortable.

The Emperor slowly formed hand Seals to activate the Formation, and only then did everyone see an altar before them.

"What you saw as pitch black just now was actually an illusion. To prevent people from accidentally entering here, my grandfather specifically set up this Formation."

The Emperor said as he led the group inside. Soon, they saw a white-haired old man pushing his hands forward continuously, pouring spiritual energy into a Formation.

That Formation was operating, suppressing some malicious auras from within the Fissure.

"Boom!"

A muffled groan sounded, as if something was attacking the Formation from the other side. The sound came and went quickly, appearing only for an instant before disappearing again.

"Wanxu, who are these people?"

The old man slowly spoke, his demeanor showing great age, clearly indicating he had not much Lifespan left.

"Grandfather, these Seniors are from Heavenly Profound Sect. They are powerful experts from Heavenly Profound Sect, and they have a way to help us solve the Fissure problem."

The old man's gaze, filled with some doubt, swept over the group. When his eyes landed on Lin Tianxuan, he was suddenly startled.

"Are you a descendant of Senior Lin Tianxuan?"

The old man's voice trembled slightly as he saw the familiar face.

"No, I am Lin Tianxuan himself. Do you recognize me?"

Lin Tianxuan's voice was calm, as if devoid of any emotion.

"I recognize you, I do. When I first embarked on the Dao of Cultivation, the most common stories I heard were about your legends. Your portrait was even hung in my Immortal Cave, which I gazed upon day and night. You are my idol; how could I not recognize you?"

The old man's attitude was extremely respectful, his eyes seemingly filled with endless fervor.

It was evident that in Lin Tianxuan's era, he was a guiding light for all Cultivators, almost everyone's lifelong pursuit.

"Do it, Tianxuan."

Lin Tianxuan nodded upon hearing the command, then stepped forward, calmly looking at the Fissure, his eyes gleaming with intense killing intent.

A Long Sword had appeared in his hand at some unknown point.

"You don't need to maintain the Fissure Seal anymore. Protect my people and yours."

Lin Tianxuan spoke faintly. The old man immediately obeyed and stood up from the ground. Although he didn't understand why this figure, who had died ten thousand years ago, suddenly appeared, the powerful aura emanating from him filled him with awe.

The old man conjured a protective shield in front of everyone, then quietly awaited Lin Tianxuan's next move.

"Roar, roar, roar! Finally, no more suppression from the Seal! Damn zhang family members!"

"Hahaha! Our curse has finally taken effect! They should no longer have Great Emperor experts!"

"After so many years of suppression, our Soul Tribe can finally see the light of day again!"

...Ferocious roars carrying evil auras gushed out from the Fissure, as if something was about to crawl out from within.

"Heh heh, a bunch of beasts still dare to scheme against the Heaven Domain!"

Lin Tianxuan's voice was cold. The Long Sword in his hand was now emitting a faint golden light. As he forcefully swung it forward, the surrounding space immediately shattered inch by inch. The mere aftershock of his Sword Qi caused the old man's protective shield to sway precariously.

"No! Don't! This is impossible!"

"A top-tier Great Emperor of the Human Race has attacked! Damn it, how could this happen!!"

"The Fissure is collapsing!"

Following a series of unwilling roars, the Fissure slowly disappeared, and everything around returned to tranquility.