Published: March 8, 2025
In the heavy snowfall, the brothers stood like statues by the shore of Desperate Lake, quietly remaining there for a long time.
Each of them felt an unbearable pain in their hearts.
Here, they unified the Middle Three Heavens!
Here, they fulfilled the wishes of the various families.
All of this was planned by Chu Yang since he arrived in the Middle Three Heavens, guiding everything, and single-handedly stirring the winds and clouds of the world, changing the situation in the Middle Three Heavens!
He arrived empty-handed in the Middle Three Heavens, and in just one year, the world was turned upside down!
Yet, after achieving success, he vanished without a trace!
Leaving all the fruits of victory to his brothers.
How could this not make the brothers feel a heart-wrenching pain…
After a long while…
“Let’s go!” Gu Duxing suddenly turned around and strode out. Two drops of tears fell to the ground as he turned.
The brothers simultaneously turned and walked down the mountain road.
The group walked slower and slower, until they reached the steps leading up and down the mountain, where they coincidentally stopped.
They looked back.
How they wished that at this moment, Chu Yang could leap out and appear before them!
But all their eyes, filled with longing, only met empty space.
The wild wind grew stronger, and the snowflakes flew everywhere, hitting their bodies with a muffled sound. But the brothers stood quietly, gazing deeply at the Desperate Lake covered with snowflakes, not blinking…
After a long time, Gu Duxing let out a long howl, like a shooting star soaring into the sky, merging body and sword in mid-air, and vanished into the wind and snow.
Only his howling voice grew fainter and fainter, resonating through the clouds, echoing endlessly!
Mo Tianji waved his sleeve and silently descended the mountain.
Ao Xieyun and Xie Danqiong stood side by side, gazing for a long time before finally letting out a deep sigh and heading down the mountain together.
Ji Mo, Rocky Luo, and Hu Yan Ao Bo stood at the mountain pass.
After a while, Ji Mo suddenly shouted desperately, “Boss! We’ll wait for you to come back!”
In the icy wind, this cry was quickly swallowed back, turning into a sob.
The three stood for a while longer, and a gust of snowstorm swept over, enveloping their figures until they were no longer visible.
Not long after Mo Tianji and the others descended the mountain, two figures flew in silently from the sky, like clouds and mist, into Heavenly Sword Peak.
The two individuals, like phantoms, stood on either side of the two stone tablets by Desperate Lake. With a flick of their eyes, two strands of divine thought instantly swept across the entire Heavenly Sword Peak.
“There’s nothing abnormal!” one of them said softly.
“No abnormalities are the true abnormalities,” the other coldly replied.
“That incoming sign should be the Nine Calamity Celestial Phenomenon,” the first one said. “Could it be… that one of the nine calamities is beneath this lake?”
“That’s very likely!”
The two exchanged glances and suddenly waved their sleeves simultaneously. With a whoosh, all the hot spring water in Desperate Lake surged up, splitting in two and flying into the air!
It was as if two walls of water suddenly appeared in mid-air, each towering thousands of feet high and hundreds of feet wide.
Instantly, Desperate Lake dried up!
Not a single drop of water remained.
Revealing the flat ground beneath, completely empty.
These two individuals had actually dried up the entire Desperate Lake with a mere wave of their hand! What an astonishing divine skill!
They both looked at one spot and simultaneously noticed a small pile of fine powder.
“Indeed, it’s the Nine Calamity Sword Master!” one remarked.
“But this Nine Calamity Sword Master is clearly different,” the other replied coldly.
The first one mulled it over and chuckled, “Indeed different.”
The other’s gaze flickered, “This should be the ninth one, right?”
After some thought, the first one replied, “Starting with the sword, it’s the eighth one, right? Oh, we haven’t returned for a millennium… just about the ninth.”