Death-Forbidden Art: A Last Stand, Requesting Sui Descent to Unlock the Seed-Spell Beyond Its Limits

Ancestor?

If I, Ai Cangsheng, coveted the Ancestor realm, why would I have remained set in my ways, quietly watching the changes of heaven for thirty years?

"Rustle..."

Windblown sand hurriedly rolled past his feet.

Ai Cangsheng's expression remained calm and unruffled. Everything seen through the Eye of the Great Dao seemed like illusory nonsense within a dream.

Sui Yin's words could tempt anyone beneath heaven, yet they could not sway his Dao heart in the slightest.

In this forsaken place.

Without further hesitation, after hearing Sui Yin's bewitching nonsense, Ai Cangsheng slowly took a palm-sized cloth doll from his robes.

It was an exquisitely made rag doll, dressed in a long black gown with a flower pinned in its hair. Its eyes curved into two crescent moons, making it exceptionally adorable.

"Xiaoxiao..."

"Sleep for a while. Take a brief nap—I have to face the battle."

Holding the doll in one hand, Ai Cangsheng showed not the slightest reluctance.

He pressed his tongue against his teeth and breathed out a drop of black blood. Then, with two fingers together, he guided it into the doll's brow.

"Ai Cangsheng!"

Within the scene seen by the Eye of the Great Dao.

Inside the cave, the humanoid Sui Yin's three eyes froze upon seeing the doll, and its tone turned exceedingly hostile. "So long as one breath remains, Sui Yin shall not die!"

"You should understand this principle. No matter how you seal or imprison it, Sui Yin will never perish. And you..."

"Without Sui Yin's aid, you are certain to lose this battle."

It seemed it still wanted to say more.

The humanoid Sui Yin appeared to have picked up a habit of prattling on.

Ai Cangsheng's left earlobe suddenly turned black, as though a piece of his soul had been severed,