Published: March 8, 2025
So tragic!
As the last lord-level expert of the Ao Family slowly fell, the blood mixed with snow on the ground splattered everywhere.
Everything felt like a dream that wasn't real!
The entire scene fell into silence!
Tears streamed down the faces of Xie Danqiong, Ao Xieyun, Dong Wulei, and others, unable to be contained.
“I don’t understand! Why… why? We have already won, why did the Ancestral Patriarch still choose to take his own life?” Ao Xieyun choked with sobs, unable to speak.
Chu Yang felt a pang in his heart, but he forced himself to hold it in and said, “You don’t understand… but this was inevitable. When all the brothers have died in front of him, when the last enemy has been slain by his own sword, if he were still alive, it would be the greatest torment for him!”
“Because, all the lord-level experts from Central Capital have perished in this battle! He is left all alone.” Chu Yang said painfully, “It is like the end of an era!”
“They have been entangled in enmity for a lifetime, but now only he remains alive. Can you imagine that kind of loneliness and desolation? Even if there were still an enemy from the same era left in this world, he would not choose to commit suicide! But he truly can find no purpose anymore…”
“At his level, he has long seen through life and death. Before dying, he considers things more comprehensively than we do, so there’s no need to sigh or feel sorrow.”
Chu Yang said solemnly, “I only wish to bless them, so they may reunite below, be friends again, fight again, and be enemies again! Aside from that, I have nothing more to say.”
Ao Xieyun and the others fell silent.
…………
After a period of silence, Chu Yang and Mo Tianji bowed deeply toward the bloodied and disordered scene in the center of the field!
Their expressions were heavy and solemn!
Then, over five hundred people on this side bowed in unison, including everyone from the Ao Family, Xie Clan, and Dong Clan, who knelt down in tribute!
This battle happened quickly and ended even faster! It almost left no time for anyone to respond.
But it was so tragic and so grand!
Every heart seemed to have been struck hard by a hammer… that kind of impact!
Immediately, Mo Tianji silently sent people to clean up the battlefield and escort the souls into Desperate Lake.
Dong Wulei, Dong Wushang, Ao Tianxing, Ao Xieyun, Xie Danqiong, and others voluntarily stepped forward, picking up the bones in the field, whether they were from enemies or loved ones.
Everything proceeded in silence.
The entire battlefield seemed to perform a silent, sorrowful pantomime.
“Tomorrow morning, the saint-level battle!”
When the White-Bearded Enforcer of the Law said this, his voice was somewhat hoarse.
Tomorrow would be the true deciding battle for the final victor!
Although only two enemies remained. If Young Master Wei were to be defeated, the situation on Chu Yang’s side would also be unimaginable. Unless the Nine Calamity Sword Spirit intervened or the Demon King awakened, no one could withstand the opposing saint-level!
This night was destined to be a sleepless one!
“Brother Wei, what do you think?” Chu Yang stood beside Young Master Wei with his hands clasped behind him.
“He can’t kill me.” Young Master Wei gazed intently at the distant, ethereal blue figure and said calmly, “I may not be able to kill him either!”
“He gives me the impression of being at saint level third tier, the same level as me.” Young Master Wei said peacefully.
“Oh?” Chu Yang was somewhat shocked.
“It should definitely be the case. When I was observing him, he was also watching me. And now, his feelings should be similar to mine.”
Young Master Wei smiled slightly and said, “What we share is the same—neither of us wants to die.”
“But this is a battle of life and death.”
“I am here to assist, and so is he.”
“We both have our concerns and we both have the confidence to win!”
“So, for tomorrow’s battle, I only have a sixty percent chance of success!”