Published: March 8, 2025
"Unwavering duty," Chu Yang chuckled, "Of course, if in the end, we still cannot turn the tide or support the crumbling building, then so be it; we shall perish along with this continent. What does it matter? Let it be!"
"I am the nine calamity sword master; this is my responsibility. How can I back down?"
Mo Qingwu's little face turned red as she looked at Chu Yang, her eyes filled with boundless affection.
In this life and the previous one, she had never truly felt the reverence and admiration for the title 'nine calamity sword master' until today when she finally understood something.
This moment of enlightenment suddenly made the lingering grievances in her heart dissipate like a gentle breeze, leaving no trace behind.
Mo Lei Er also held her breath, and Dong Wushang jumped up, laughing heartily, "That's right! This is my boss! What is death? As a man, one must undertake certain responsibilities! If one hesitates because of this or that, then regardless of the concerns or reasons, it is the behavior of a coward!"
"I, Dong Wushang, will certainly accompany the boss for a grand upheaval and a fierce battle!"
Wuzhuo City took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with respect, and said, "Since that's the case, how could I be someone who fears trouble? It just so happens that I can have a showdown with those heavenly demons in the Nine Heavens Continent... a prelude to reuniting with my brothers!"
Chu Yang laughed heartily and said, "There’s no need to be too pessimistic. Perhaps things are not as dire as we imagine. Once we clarify the stakes, many noble families might turn their backs and unite to resist the heavenly demons, which is not impossible. If that happens, after exterminating the heavenly demons, the order of Nine Heavens can be restored naturally... Overthrowing the Law Sovereign and taking control of the enforcers will be even more effortless. Isn't that delightful?"
Everyone couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
They all knew that Chu Yang was just pretending to be relaxed. In his heart, he did not think so at all.
If everything in the world were so simple, with everyone so clear about love and hate, prioritizing the interests of the common people, then... where would there be any injustice? Such a world would be too lovely, too enchanting...
Wuzhuo City fell silent for a moment and said, "Heavenly demons, heavenly demons..."
His eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance as he murmured, "To send my brothers to battle the otherworldly battle demons; to protect my brothers and form an immortal golden body... it's all because of the heavenly demons!"
He remembered the sacrifice of his elder brother, recalled the tragic fate of generations of nine calamity sword masters, and thought of Chu Yang's current choice, murmuring, "The nine calamity sword master battles the heavenly demons!"
...
The people from the Li family retreated into the mountains like a tidal wave.
As they retreated...
Under Mo Tianji's command, countless purple lights suddenly flickered up, illuminating the entire sky as if it were about to be overwhelmed by this continuous surge of purple light. Energy surged up from nowhere, instantly creating a hazy commotion. Over half of the Li family's ten-thousand-year stock of over three billion Amethyst was scattered here by Mo Tianji!
Whether it was wasteful or not was another matter; the effect, however, was precisely what Ao Xieyun's name suggested—this was quite the spectacle!
The coalition forces, eager to pursue, were momentarily blinded by this display, fearing that the enemy had some crafty schemes, and thus slowed their pace.
They saw towering purple lights shoot into the sky, rapidly disappearing, merging into the mountains that had stood for hundreds of thousands of years.
The previous explosion's power was astonishing, and the coalition forces suffered heavy losses; however, that was largely due to the explosion's proximity. Other areas were naturally less affected. Nevertheless, within a radius of several thousand miles, the tremors were still significant.