"Ye Hetu, you colluded with foreign enemies. You won't be able to escape today. Surrender!"

"Ye Hetu, under the joint efforts of the five grandmasters, you can't escape from Dongdu. Give up resisting!"

"Humph, what's the point of talking so much nonsense with him? He betrayed the Southland. He deserves to be killed. Kill him!"

"At such a young age, you are able to compete with the five Grandmasters. In the lands of the Southland, you, Ye Hetu, are the best in the Southland. However, you still can't escape from death today!"

The northern border of the Southland.

In the outskirts of Dongdu, it rained heavily. The faces of the five elders, who were more than 50 years old, were solemn and their momentum was strong. However, they were all injured with terrible injuries. Obviously, they were seriously injured.

A young man knelt on one knee, covered in blood. He raised his head and his eyes were cold. "If you want to be punished, you have nothing to say. I, Ye He Tu, am worthy of heaven and earth and the country. But I want to know who wants to deal with me, Ye He Tu, in Dongdu."

"You're about to die. Why do you need to know so much?"

Under the rain curtain a thousand feet away, a man and a woman came slowly with an oil paper umbrella in their hands.

Looking at the young man covered in blood, he laughed crazily. "Hahaha, it's actually you guys. You two are the best brothers, and I, Ye Hetu, love you the most. I, Ye Hetu, was really blind for the first half of my life!"

The wild laughter still echoed between heaven and earth. The sharp sword was unsheathed, and a beam of cold light was ten feet long, cutting off the rain curtain. In an instant, a grandmaster was killed by the sword.

Seeing this scene, the young man under the oil-paper umbrella was shocked. He killed a grandmaster with one sword!

"Nanyi Sword, Zhanlu!"

The eyes of the remaining four Grandmasters were shining brightly. They attacked at the same time. The sword light and figures were moving in an incredible way under the rain. If ordinary people saw them, they would be shocked.

The man and the sword were unparalleled. In less than ten minutes, under the shocked gaze of the young man and the woman under the oil paper umbrella, the young man covered in blood killed four grandmasters in succession. Only the last grandmaster was struggling, although he was also on the verge of death.

"You killed four grandmasters in a row. It seems that it's right to get rid of you, Ye He Tu. Start Plan B." The young man under the oil-paper umbrella picked up the phone and said coldly.

Then, a horrible explosion sounded in front of them, swallowing the bloody young man and the last Grand Master at the same time.

"Hahahaha, if there is a next life, I, Yehe Painting, will go back to Dongdu after going to hell. Kill all the Chosen Ones and betray me!"

Mad laughter could be heard from within the explosion. What no one noticed was that the ring on the young man's index finger was now emitting a faint azure light!

...

The Southern Territory of Southland.

In the hospital of the People's Hospital in Shan City.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you, a submissive piece of trash, go to harass a woman? I think he deserves to be beaten. It's better to beat him to death, so as not to waste our family's money to support him here."

"Well, Xiaoyu, stop talking." A woman's cold voice sounded.

"Sister, I'm not talking to you. You shouldn't have married such a good-for-nothing like him. I don't know what my parents are thinking. They insisted on recruiting him as their son-in-law. He didn't even know what kind of person he was and dared to agree."

"Well, after all, he and I bowed to each other."

In a daze, the voices of two women entered Ye Hetu's mind. When his consciousness gradually became clear, he immediately found himself in darkness and unable to move.

"Where am I? Am I not dead? Why am I still alive..."

In an instant, just as Ye Hetu was thinking about these problems, a series of memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

Xuanyuan Sutra, Emperor Xiao, Xia Chuxue, and the son-in-law of the Xia family...

A series of messages constantly poured into his mind. Ye Hetu was in extreme pain. When those chaotic memories constantly merged with his memory, Ye Hetu gradually understood one thing.

He was reborn!

Yes, he was really reborn!

He was reborn in a young man named Emperor Xiao in the Southern Territory of the Southern Nation. Moreover, Emperor Xiao had a very beautiful wife, while he was a son-in-law who had no identity and status.

"There is such a thing as rebirth in this world." Ye Hetu murmured. He began to collect the memories in his mind. "The Xuanyuan Sutra, could it be the Xuanyuan Ring that my master gave me? My master once said that the Xuanyuan Ring hides a great secret. Is this the secret of the Xuanyuan Ring?"

Ye Hetu began to look at the Xuanyuan Sutra in his mind. It contained a very large amount of information and a very mysterious ancient book. It was created by the founder of the South Country. It contained the Martial Classics, the Medical Classics, the Taoist Classics, and the Mysterious Scriptures...

Ye Hetu was immediately attracted by the contents of the Scripture of Martial Arts. He couldn't extricate himself from it. The cultivation method described in the Scripture of Martial Arts was beyond his knowledge.

At a glance, Ye He Tu was immersed in all kinds of ancient scriptures, forgetting his own cultivation.

"Sister, it's been a month. Is this good-for-nothing beaten into a vegetable? Why hasn't he woken up yet?" In front of the hospital bed, an eighteen-year-old woman looked at the man on the bed with a look of disgust.

"Forget it. If he really becomes a vegetable, it will be his life." Xia Chuxue's tone was indifferent, as if the person lying on the bed was not her husband at all.

Xia Yu rolled her eyes, grabbed Xia Chuxue's arm, and said with a smile, "Hehe, sister, if he really becomes a vegetable, you can just kick him away. Anyway, there are a lot of people chasing you. All of them are younger and more promising than this good-for-nothing."

"What are you talking about?" Xia Chu rolled her eyes at the girl, but she also thought about it.

"Well, you stay here and watch over him. I'll go back to Chuxue Restaurant first. Later, you can pay for the hospitalization fee." After that, Xia Chuxue left.

"Hmph, you useless thing better never wake up. When that time comes, my sister will have the right to divorce you." Xia Yu looked at the young man lying on the hospital bed with a look of disdain and then walked out.

At this time, the young man on the hospital bed moved his fingers slightly. Then he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ward in front of him.

"I'm really reborn. This is the Southern Territory of the Southern Kingdom. All of this is not a dream. Xuanyuan Sutra is not a dream. The son-in-law of the Xia family is not a dream either. It seems that I should be called Emperor Xiao in the future." The young man had a gentle smile on his face. Being a human being again made him feel that everything was very good. However, God gave him a chance to start over again. He would definitely get back what he deserved.

"Chu Jiangchen, Ye Qianyu, when Ye Hetu returns to Dongdu in the northern border, it will be the time for your Chu family, the Ye family, and the weeping of gods and ghosts!"

Emperor Xiao looked at the instruments on his body. "However, from today on, there will be no Ye River Diagram in the world. There will be a brand new me, the son-in-law of the Xia family, Emperor Xiao. I will be Emperor Xiao in the future, and everything will start again."

Thinking about it, Emperor Xiao pulled out the instrument on his body because he had already recovered. There was no need for him to continue to lie in the hospital.

"Ah, you good-for-nothing, you actually woke up!" Xia Yu stood at the door and looked at Emperor Xiao on the hospital bed with an incredulous face.