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Chapter 967 - Chapter 967 Chapter 967 The Path of Life and Death Defying the

Chapter 967: Chapter 967: The Path of Life and Death, Defying the Heavens Chapter 967: Chapter 967: The Path of Life and Death, Defying the Heavens Auntie Pang was stunned, then trembled and asked, “Xiao An, what has happened?”

Xue An looked at Old Xie and sighed lightly, “The way of life and death is an inviolable Heavenly Dao Law. Now that I am defying the heavens to resurrect Uncle Xie, although I have brought him back to life, his soul had long since scattered through the world. Despite my tireless search, I have only found half. Even this was possible because of his deep bonds with you!”

“For this reason, I had to use a Mechanical Puppet to replace half of his body. Only this way could his remaining fragments of soul, with the help of the Mechanical Puppet, control his own body! Therefore, his consciousness is now like that of an infant!”

Upon hearing Xue An’s explanation.

Auntie Pang’s expression turned to one of sorrow, “Then can he recover?”

Xue An shook his head, “I do not know, he might, or he might not!”

A resolution appeared on Auntie Pang’s face, “Regardless, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up!”

Having said that, she waved at Old Xie and called out with a trembling voice, “Old Xie, come here!”

No response!

“Old Xie! I am your wife, ah!”

Still no response!

Xue An said, “It’s best to use the usual way you talk to him to speak. This may awaken his subconscious!”

Auntie Pang gritted her teeth, put on a fierce facade, stamped her foot, and pointed at Old Xie’s nose and shouted, “Old Xie, get your ass over here right now!”

At her command.

Old Xie, who had been wary of everyone, showed a hint of confusion in his eyes and then obediently walked over to Auntie Pang’s side.

This scene made Xue An and everyone else both laugh and cry.

To the end, Old Xie was still so afraid of his wife!

Meanwhile, Chen Rushi watched all this with a complex expression.

Unbeknownst to her, Xue An appeared by her side and heaved a deep sigh, “Miss Chen, I understand what you’re thinking, but Patriarch Chen was willing to make that sacrifice, and a soul without bonds would vanish from the world in an instant! So…”

Chen Rushi shook her head, “Mr. Xue, no need to say more!”

Then she raised her head, looking enviously at Auntie Pang who was “scolding” Old Xie, tears streaming down, yet she smiled and said, “Perhaps my grandfather didn’t want to be resurrected at all! Since he has passed, let him go in peace!”

Xue An remained silent.

Chen Rushi then burst into tears, “But… I really can’t bear to let him go!”

Seeing her cry, many people also shed tears.

Especially the people from Zhongdu, who all broke down sobbing aloud.

Chen Xiuhe had managed the Chen Family for decades and had become a pillar in Zhongdu.

He had calmly weathered many storms.

No one expected that he would die at the hands of a group of foreign deities.

But to the end, Chen Xiuhe never lost the dignity of a Hua Clan man.

Just for that, he was worthy of everyone’s respect.

Just as the atmosphere grew very somber, An Yan burst in frantically.

“Husband, something’s wrong!”

Hearing this, Xue An’s eyebrows twitched, “Yan’er, what happened?”

An Yan seemed at a loss, “I’ve just received news from Europe, Meng Xue… Meng Xue, she…”

“What about Meng Xue?” Xue An was alarmed and shocked.

He was naturally aware of Fan Mengxue’s critical injury and coma, and was just about to sort things out here before rushing to Europe.

“She… she’s disappeared!” An Yan said with eyes reddened.

“Disappeared?”

An Yan nodded.

Xue An’s gaze narrowed, and a torrential Divine Sense instantly swept across the globe.

Indeed.

The dim black Divine Sense that had been in Europe had disappeared without a trace.

Xue An suddenly stood up, “Yan’er, you stay at home and guard, I’m going to Europe to see what’s going on!”

No sooner had he spoken than Xue An took to the sky, his figure vanishing into the horizon in an instant.

With Xue An’s current speed, traveling from the Hua Clan to Europe was but the blink of an eye.

By the time he arrived at the Dark Ancient Castle, chaos had erupted.

Including the group of skeleton guards, panic was written on everyone’s face.

Therefore, when they saw Xue An’s arrival, they all surged forward.

“My lord…” the Dark Witch Anastasia called out with a trembling voice.

As Xue An stepped inside, he asked in a deep voice, “What exactly happened, explain to me in detail!”

“Yes!” Anastasia quickly recounted the situation.

“That day after Meng Xue had repelled the invading gods of Odin and returned to the castle, she fell into a coma due to serious injuries! But fortunately, her life was not in danger! That’s why we all stayed within the castle, protecting Meng Xue!”

“This time, during the great war, we all focused our attention on the Hua Clan’s side! But I can swear on my life that from beginning to end, the Dark Ancient Castle was under strict protection, with no one entering or leaving!”

“However, when the matter was settled and I entered Meng Xue’s room, I found…”

At this point, panic flashed in Anastasia’s eyes.

“What did you find?”

“The bed was empty, with only a dense, undissipating mass of black energy lingering in the room!”

“Oh?” Xue An gave a slight start, a complex look flashing in his eyes, then he said indifferently, “Continue!”

“At that time, I thought Meng Xue had woken up and got out of bed on her own, I was even happy about it, but after a thorough search, I discovered that there was no trace of Meng Xue anywhere in the castle!”

By the end, Anastasia’s voice had taken on a sobbing tone.

And the faces of everyone from the Dark Council were filled with a mix of grief and anger.

Especially the Titan Giant.

This strong man had already suffered the loss of his beloved, and now the most important person in the Dark Council had disappeared as well.

The series of blows had turned his eyes bloodshot, filled with a mad desire to kill.

“My lord, it’s all our fault, we failed to take good care of Meng Xue!” Anastasia cried as she spoke.

Xue An’s face was as still as water, he ignored these words, and headed straight upstairs to the room that Fan Meng Xue once lived in.

Upon opening the door.

The interior was simple and unadorned.

And unlike the medieval style of the Dark Ancient Castle, it resembled the bedroom of an ordinary Hua Clan girl.

But the moment the door opened, it seemed as if a wisp of black air flashed by.

A glint flashed in Xue An’s eyes, then he stepped into the room.

A faint fragrance reminiscent of a young girl filled the room, other than that, nothing was out of the ordinary.

Everyone fell silent, just quietly watching Xue An.

Then, Xue An slowly walked to the bedside where there was a photo placed on the nightstand.

Xue An picked it up absentmindedly.

It was a photograph from a picnic trip.

There, clearly, was a younger version of himself along with Fan Meng Xue.

Looking at the photo of Fan Meng Xue, who although appeared green, had an incredibly radiant smile, Xue An suddenly fell silent.

He remembered when this photo was taken.

It was back when he was in high school.

After the college entrance examination had finished, the school had organized a picnic trip.

And that was the last time he had seen Fan Meng Xue during high school.