Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 195: Right and Wrong

“Throne!” Old Sa was already covered in injuries, reaching the final stage. At this moment, he suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar and leaped up. However, while in mid-air, he was pierced by hundreds of long spears almost simultaneously...

The battlefield suddenly fell into silence!

Looking at the chaotic area and all the buildings that had collapsed during the battle, everyone felt as if they had awakened from a dream.

Only the blood on the ground continued to flow quietly, making a slight rustling sound...

“It's finally over!” Chu Yang stood wearily and murmured, “The cost of besieging the two thrones was unexpectedly heavy…”

His body swayed, and he nearly collapsed to the ground! Kong Heartache's final strike, although he was exhausted, almost took Chu Yang’s life!

That palm strike, if it had hit Ji Mo, would have landed squarely on his chest! Chu Yang suddenly stepped forward, and that palm struck his right chest! His organs jolted violently, and several ribs instantly broke!

Fortunately, Kong Heartache’s last bit of strength ended there! Otherwise, if the Nine Calamity Sword Soul had not actively intervened, Chu Yang's life would truly have been in jeopardy!

“Count the casualties, and pursue the other fleeing throne with all our might!” Chu Yang issued this command, feeling a sweetness in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood, swaying unsteadily.

Now, Chu Yang found it strange: What was Tie Butian doing? Why was he not here for such a significant event? And... he hadn’t seen a single shadow guard?

Had one of them come, this battle would not have been so tragic...

Finally, it came to an end, and Iron Cloud City fell into relative calm. The pursuit of the remnants of the Golden Horse Knights Hall showed no signs of letting up, with searches continuing within the city, while the areas of Iron Cloud Nation leading to Great Zhao began their inspections...

But Chu Yang knew that these efforts would probably be of little use. The chances of capturing that fleeing throne again were incredibly slim...

Now, Chu Yang was lying on a soft couch, concentrating on healing.

Ji Mo’s injuries were much lighter than his. After staying for a while, he felt uncomfortable, so Chu Yang had to send someone to take him back to the Heavenly Weapon Pavilion.

As he left, Ji Mo said nothing, as if following Chu Yang out for a casual outing. To the children of the martial arts world, being injured was merely a routine affair.

Yet in his eyes, there was clearly more seriousness and contemplation. His gaze towards Chu Yang carried more respect than before, no longer so cynical and carefree.

These heirs of noble families each had profound schemes. It was not as if Chu Yang saving Ji Mo’s life meant he would remain loyal to him for life... that was impossible!

Moreover, the reason Chu Yang was injured on his behalf was that Ji Mo had first acted for him!

However, this time, Chu Yang had firmly planted a seed in his heart regarding the word “brother”!

What is a brother?

The bloodied and desperate struggle, yet still responding to each other, exemplified by Kong Heartache and Yin Wufa, who bled their last drop for their brothers, perfectly illustrates what brotherhood means.

Kong Heartache was a notorious one-legged bandit, while Yin Wufa was the infamous leader of assassins; and there was one more thing: they were enemies! Moreover, they had inflicted significant harm on each other's armies!

But their notorious reputation and adversarial roles could not overshadow the brotherly bond of life and death that existed between them!

Although they were hated to the bone, every man in the world envied their brotherhood!

That is brotherhood!

As Ji Mo pondered on his way back, the sky had already brightened.

Chu Yang lay quietly in the Butian Pavilion, replaying Kong Heartache's last actions in his mind. The brilliant knife light like the blazing sun, the crown of kings exploding in mid-air... finally, the gaze that followed his brother's fleeing direction was so profound and sincere...