Ch650 – Youshan Array Broken
Xi He said, “Elder Martial Brother, many things are not what they seem. Just forgive me for not being able to say much and treat it as me begging you. Give him a chance at life and give yourself a path of survival.”
Before Cang Rong turned around, he raised his eyebrows and said, “Chang Sheng, take care of my wife. Tell him that no matter how many years go by, I will find him. Tell him not to cry for me, let him wait for our reunion, and I will marry him in the next life.”
The soul returned to its original place, and all of it entered the divine treasure. The Pillar of Heaven was already crumbling, and cracks began to appear from the middle.
His sword pierced the heart of Youshan Lingyu.
The evil Qi boiled, mixed with the demonic Qi, as they were strangled into nothingness. Youshan Lingyu’s blood trickled down his sword, drop by drop.
He walked forward two steps, and the sound of the blade slashing against flesh was painful to the ears.
Chang Sheng’s hands were full of Youshan Lingyu’s blood. He suddenly found that the blood of a cold-blooded demon was still warm.
“Shixiong, hug me.” This was the last sentence said by Youshan Lingyu.
However, he didn’t hold out long enough for Chang Sheng to hold him in his arms. He breathed his last breath. His body turned into dust and dissipated in the vast world, and even his soul was nowhere to be found. This image flashed in Lin Xuanzhi’s mind, and a tear had condensed in his right eye, slowly slipping down his cheek.
He pulled out the sword that had been with him for many years, and held up the Gathering Souls device that had been returned in the same way after the souls were collected in his left hand.
His mind once again saw what he said that year, “This sword will be named Zhige. I will destroy the evil spirits and demons, and I hope that after that, all wars will cease.”
Once Zhige became unsheathed, the Nine Lands fell silent.
The blue light of the sword gushed out, and the Zhige sword broke the Pillar of Heaven with one move.
The Youshan Capital began to vibrate violently. The houses were collapsing, and the whole Tomb of Youshan was filled with the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, the demons and evil spirits all weeping together.
The people in the city cheered, and they lifted up their faces to look up at the golden sky. They watched as the barrier of Youshan, which could not be captured by the naked eye, gradually became a big hole.
They could finally reincarnate.
After so many years in Youshan Capital, they finally got a happy ending.
Yan Tianhen stood at the gate of Youshan Capital. Behind him were the ghost soldiers he once saw in the Tomb of Youshan.
These ghost soldiers were well-trained. Some carried spears and others carried shields; they quickly set up a long array to protect the city, and constantly attacked these monsters. Without weapons, they would fight hand-to-hand, vowing not to let these invaders step into Youshan Capital.
Yan Tianhen stood on the wall, looking at the magnificent scene, but he felt his blood boiling in his chest and wanted to join them to fight the enemy. The sound of armor friction sounded, and Yan Tianhen looked back and saw the bearded general who had lived next to him in the prison.
The bearded general was wearing silver armor and held a heavy gun, carrying a valiant and heroic posture. He looked at Yan Tianhen with complicated eyes and said, “To think you can control my army.”
Yan Tianhen said, “How can I possibly control them? However, Youshan Capital is currently facing a crisis. Even if these soldiers have become ghosts, they’ll still climb out of hell to exhaust every last drop of their blood in order to protect the people in Youshan Capital.”
The bearded man looked at the soldiers who were fighting bravely to kill the enemy. With tears in his eyes, he took a deep breath and shouted a battle cry, then went down from the head of the city with his spear, joining his soldiers.
Clang!
As a heavy spear shot out, it pierced a huge wolf’s skull, and then smashed a row of monsters. The soldiers saw the general.
Among them, suddenly someone cried out, “General Quechen! General Quechen is coming!”
“General Ling Quechen!”
“He didn’t abandon us, he came back!”
“General Ling Quechen! General Ling Quechen!”
The cries were like thunder, almost resounding through the sky and shaking the earth.
Blood gradually drew on Ling Quechen’s cheeks. He wiped his face, and a pair of eyes with flaming light took in the surrounding spirits, saying, “Your general has come back and won’t leave you again.”
In the last battle between the gods and demons, the First General Ling Quechen disappeared just before the battle. All his thousands of soldiers died in the battle against the demons, and none of them survived. However, their blades and fallen bodies moved on and never retreated.
In the history of the Ling family, Ling Quechen was the only man who was criticized and erased from the family tree. He was regarded as a disgrace because he fled the battle and buried the entire Ling family army. The demons led by Youshan Lingyu broke the last line of defense of the Ling family.
Yan Tianhen looked at the rolling smoke and roaring fire below, and squeezed his sword tightly.
The Pillar of Heaven was completely broken, and the golden light shot out and poured around, covering the entire tomb.
Every corner of the dark mountain was illuminated with light. From the periphery, all layers of monsters burned and withered quickly, and those sunken mountain cliffs gradually rose upwards and became new mountains and rivers.
The force of it shocked the whole Southeast Land, and many people took to the streets one after another, or flew high in the sky to watch this shocking scene. The aperture was getting smaller and brighter from the outside to the inside, and the people who were staring straight at it couldn’t keep their eyes open.
Until the aperture turned into a small kernel, and suddenly transformed into a long beam of light, moving straight toward the zenith.
Countless souls walked along the golden paved road towards reincarnation. Youshan Capital had been completely annihilated into dust.
Jianmu transformed into a spiritual plant the size of a bean sprout, with two tender leaves swaying in a lotus-shaped Gathering Souls device, and a small snake coiled its tail, sleeping quietly in the soil next to the seedling.
In the light, Lian Hua walked over slowly.
He looked at Lin Xuanzhi’s magic treasure in his hand with soft eyes. He smiled lightly, feeling relieved. “Thank you, Shixiong.”
Lin Xuanzhi asked, “Are you going to leave?”
Lian Hua said, “I’m going. I’m not a living person, and my soul is incomplete. Now I’m going to reincarnate. If I have a chance, we’ll see each other again.”
Lin Xuanzhi looked at Lian Hua and said, “Cang Rong’s one soul and one spirit are still here. If he was reincarnated, his soul would also be incomplete. I can let his soul be reincarnated with you.”
Lian Hua laughed with a hint of pondering, saying, “This one soul and one spirit is still weak, and it cannot leave Jianmu’s side, for their souls are nourishing each other. Let him stay here for the time being.”
Before Lin Xuanzhi opened his mouth, Lian Hua flew up to the golden road and dissipated in the dazzling road of reincarnation.
Then, the person who came was Yan Tianhen.
He was holding a rabbit in his arms, accompanied by two vigorous white tigers, walking slowly towards him from the golden light all over the sky. Yan Tianhen said, “Dage.”
Lin Xuanzhi held out his hand to him.
Yan Tianhen took the hand and held it with his fingers. They stepped into the most brilliant circle of light and both disappeared. When they were gone, Youshan Capital collapsed into rubble.
Spirit Sect’s ancestral grounds had no more spiritual Qi as support, and the sparrow spirit vein buried in the ground had been drained of all spiritual Qi. The Pillar of Heaven had collapsed, and the Tomb of Youshan had turned into a ruin with no trace of it to be found.
In the darkness, a pair of bloody eyes suddenly opened with a cold light.
A golden light flashed by and fell on the outskirts of Dark Cloud City. Two young people stood side by side on the thunderous land. Beside them were white tigers flapping their wings with towering mountains rising one after another behind them.
It was a magnificent scene and a strange creation of yin and yang. They had finally come out.
Hidden Spirit Holy Sect would never exist in the world anymore.
The first people to receive the message was naturally the Rong family. However, when the Rong family sent people to the Tomb of Youshan, Lin Xuanzhi and Yan Tianhen were nowhere to be found and went elsewhere.
The spies immediately went to report the matter, and at this time, Rong Zhishui was located in Myriad Dao Academy, and he naturally received the news. The letter said, “The Tomb of Youshan has collapsed, and thousands of dangerous peaks appeared one after another overnight. Come back quickly.”
Rong Zhishui just smiled, crushed this urgent letter into ashes, and laughed it off. Other people in the Rong family didn’t know, but he understood.
In the past, when he was asked by the man who claimed to be the “Spirit Emperor” outside the capital of the Tomb of Youshan, he heard the man say, “The existence of the Tomb of Youshan is for someone to fill it up one day. When that happens, I will cease to exist.”
Rong Zhishui was reluctant to part with him. He looked at the great power who had treated him very well and said, “Where are you going, ancestor? I don’t want you to leave.”
The ancestor smiled and touched his head. “People will always part. Where they will go, even I don’t know, so how can I tell you? However, when you find Jianmu, you can become a real Spirit Emperor. People of the spirit family always have to guard Jianmu, so that they can become immortals.”
Rong Zhishui looked in the direction of the Southeast Land.
I’m afraid there will be no trace of my ancestor there anymore.
Lin Xuanzhi and Yan Tianhen, if there was no accident, had now left the Tomb of Youshan.
The tit-for-tat between the orthodox Dao and King Ye that had lasted for two years was likely to change now.
-..-…- …
In the Five Continents.
East Continent, Profound City, Yuan Family.
Since a month ago, the young madam of the Yuan family had been sleeping every day, but it could also be described as a coma, which had worried the Yuan family up and down. They even had the Lin family’s elder, who had high Dao attainments, see to him. He said that his soul was unstable and his cultivation was uncertain. He couldn’t give medicine easily and could only wait for a while.
Yuan Tianwen felt at a loss for the first time. He was always arrogant and almost never met any setbacks. However, he didn’t expect that when Duan Yuyang was in such a difficult time, he could do nothing but wait and stand foolishly.
This was a great blow to the future master of the Yuan family and the future Sect Master of Profound Sky Sect.
Yuan Tianwen decided that if Duan Yuyang didn’t wake up three days later, he would rush to the Nine Lands and find someone to treat him.
However, it may be that the heavens saw pity on him. When Yuan Tianwen finished packing and was ready to leave with Duan Yuyang in his arms, Duan Yuyang, who had been sleeping for more than a month, suddenly woke up.