Chapter 46 A celestial sword light drew ever closer, death...

The sword's edge drew ever closer, and the threat of death terrified her. She closed her eyes, unable to bear the sight, praying only that her death would be swift and decisive, rather than endure the agony of being slowly sliced ​​to death.

As Shi Wen Zhe groaned in despair, he couldn't help but light a candle for himself, wondering if he could turn the tide this time.

She suddenly found it somewhat amusing. "Why don't I just start my own cultivation by living a life of ignominy?" Every time she survived a dangerous situation, her cultivation would increase by one level. Before long, she would surely be able to ascend to immortality and become the first immortal lord of the Zhaoyao Continent to survive by ignominy.

She'd even thought of a name: "Good Foolishness Doesn't Block the Way."

The coldness of the sword's edge reached her nose, and the chilling sound of the sword's blade echoed in her ears. With each impending danger, she was forced to endure it. She chuckled self-deprecatingly, her face pale and dejected. Even as death drew near, all she could think about was wanting to see the world again.

"Boom—" A huge thunderclap resounded across the sky, waves surged, the earth shook, and lightning followed, splitting the calm sea, tearing apart the peaceful world, revealing the desolate and tragic underworld beneath.

Shi Wenzhe suddenly opened her eyes, her body instantly thawing. She turned to the side, her hair blown about by the sword wind, revealing a pair of sharp eyebrows and eyes. Xiaoyao swung her sword with a move, creating a strong wind that swept up countless fallen leaves, and flung the longsword out. The sword then landed steadily in Shi Wenzhe's hand, emitting an angry cry.

"Stop the chaos!" the man called softly. His long sword circled once, then rose up on the sand, its blade flashing and scattering fallen leaves.

The Dingkun Sword glowed faintly and remained motionless, hovering beside the man's shoulder.

The man glanced at Shi Wenzhe and found that the man's eyes were shining with golden light, his face was calm and expressionless, and he exuded a righteous aura. He showed no trace of the panic and fear he had just experienced. He was like a sun and moon that had witnessed birth, aging, sickness and death, and the impermanence of the human world.

He chuckled softly, his phoenix eyes beneath the mask narrowing slightly as he suddenly found the matter quite intriguing. How could a soul from another world be protected by the Heavenly Dao of this place?

This shouldn't have happened!

He thrust his sword forward again, the waves being swept up by the sword energy, carrying with them the chants of countless creatures on the Boundless Sea, forcefully attacking the two divine consciousnesses within that body—one being Shi Wenzhe, and the other being the Heavenly Dao of this Realm.

The Boundless Sea is like a piece of paper about to be torn apart. The paper has been ripped open, revealing the vast black mist inside. In the end, this is still Peach Blossom Valley. Whether it is the tranquil cave or the beautiful and peaceful sea, it is all an illusion and a delusion.

The two most powerful beings in this world have appeared together.

With a single sword strike, Chang Xuan cleaved mountains and rivers; together with Xiaoyao, they would not rest until death.

The Heavenly Dao is governed by rules and cannot exert its full power. However, in order to protect Shi Wenzhe's safety, it can only transfer Chang Xuan's wisp of soul, and Peach Blossom Valley cannot keep him.

Another bolt of lightning struck, and the ground beneath Shi Wenzhe's feet was already devastated. Sparks falling from the Xiaoyao Staff ignited the space within the barrier.

Chang Xuan sensed that his soul was being controlled by the power from beyond the heavens, and his body became unsteady, causing him to pause for a moment.

At that very moment, with a whoosh, the torn paper finally split in two. One half was still the gently breezy sea, with moonlight and leaping fish, while the other half was the pitch-black hell.

However, two figures, one red and one gold, appeared from the Avici Hell. Before they arrived, their swords came first. The Chongming Sword rang out loudly, as if it wanted to pierce through the chasm. It was sharp and piercing, and it went straight for Chang Xuan. Ruosu Whip cracked and lashed back at the black mist that surged over with them. The fierce aura in the sky dissipated like dust.

She heard him turn back and land on the ground. A hand wrapped around her waist, protecting her in its embrace. She looked up and saw two invincible figures standing in front of her, so familiar, so reliable, so unforgettable.

Seeing that the person had stopped firmly, Qin Wenxue lowered his right hand. He and Ming Shu stood on either side of Shi Wenzhai, facing Chang Yan.

Dingkun shielded his master from Chongming and Ruosu's powerful aura. Changxuan responded by chanting an incantation. His white robes moved without wind, and a cloud of smoke swirled around him, making his figure ethereal and hazy. In the blink of an eye, he had become the first person in the Zhaoyao Continent to ascend to immortality.

One type of immortal is depicted as having a jade-like face, fox-like eyes, and a clever mind. In popular folk tales, he is mostly portrayed as a sage with an otherworldly air, rescuing people from dire straits. A smaller portion of him is depicted as a charming but deceitful romantic, capable of winning the hearts of women everywhere. In any case, regardless of his role, he is always a peerless and virtuous figure.

I was fortunate enough to hear a little about this from Ming Shu. He didn't say much, and I heard it from a teahouse. Anyway, the gist of it was that this man was terrifyingly handsome. Not only was he favored by the Heavenly Dao and became the first person to ascend to immortality, but he was also so good-looking that he left no way for other men to survive.

Shi Wenzhe spent a long time imagining what the other person looked like, but he couldn't picture it. How could someone be both affectionate and heartless, able to die for the common people, yet also capable of destroying the world for one person?

When Shi Wenzhe heard this, he shuddered and thought that the person who wrote these stories was really... a bit off, almost portraying the other person as a lovable pig.

Even if it's written as a pig, it's still the only one of its kind in the world.

"Ha ha."

Now she has seen through the eyes of Heaven and realized that the legend is true. The storybook is true; this person can indeed win people's hearts and make all living beings fall for him.

"Chang Yan." Shi Wenzhe heard the cold, authoritative voice coming from her own mouth, which was completely unlike her own.

"Heavenly Dao, will you protect her?"

【yes】

Golden dust floated in mid-air, slowly revealing the words "She cannot die."

Chang Yan remained expressionless, but his slightly raised eyebrows betrayed his inner turmoil.

"Give me a reason," he said coldly, gripping the Dingkun sword tightly in his hand, as if he would immediately draw his sword and kill the person who gave him an answer that did not satisfy him.

Qin Wenxue, weary from his journey, finally sensed Shi Wenzhe's aura after crossing the barrier. He immediately noticed the unusual nature of the situation. Even the joy and excitement of seeing Gua Nian were somewhat dampened by the sudden appearance of this person. After all, a Dao Youxian was a legendary figure, and how could he have ever seen him before? However, the immense pressure emanating from the other party, which was so overwhelming that it was impossible to look directly at him, spoke of his extraordinary nature.

It is also true that there are frequent reports of folding.

Qin Wenxue turned and glanced at her. She was completely devoid of her usual charming demeanor. Now she was more like a puppet whose heart had been ripped out, devoid of emotion, her every move rigid and stiff. Who was this person who was neither sad nor happy?

He dared not think about it. His hand gripping the Chongming Sword ached, and boundless rage surged within him, as if he wanted to destroy everything before him.

The dust gathered and dispersed, hesitatingly writing down the four characters "Creator". As soon as these characters appeared, Chang Xuan's soul trembled. The lamentations and calls from the Zhaoyao Continent poured into his soul all at once. The rising and setting of the sun and moon, the changing of the seasons, birth, aging, sickness and death all seemed to have a source.

A wake-up call.

His aura suddenly became exceptionally cold, and the unfinished words of the Heavenly Dao were answered when facing this soul from another world.

Ming Shu blinked, unable to believe what he was seeing. He looked at Shi Wenzhe several times, then finally concluded that Shi Wenzhe had tricked him.

He didn't know that Shi Wenzhe meant the Creator, but he knew the meaning of the words "Creator." "That's impossible," he shook his head, giving himself a thumbs-up for his own cleverness with absolute certainty.

Shi Wenzhe, that troublesome person who can disappear after a nap, is only good at deceiving people. He should learn from her so that he won't be afraid of being beaten up when he travels through the Three Realms.

Qin Wenxue's eyes trembled, and his long, shimmering eyelashes revealed the unease in his heart.

"Wait!" Ming Shu seemed to have been struck on the head, and asked in a trembling voice, "An alien soul?!" His voice was so shaky that he looked quite frightened, and he kept looking for Qin Wenxue to confirm.

Qin Wenxue pursed his thin lips. Although he knew that Shi Wenzhe had changed his appearance after returning from the Hundred Flower Garden, he assumed that Xiaobaihua was possessed by the demon spirit left in the Hundred Flower Garden from the Peach Blossom Valley. He believed that the demon spirit was a good demon with a pure soul and a kind and simple nature, so he didn't take it seriously.

Moreover, he had heard of Zhe's character... and felt a pang of sympathy for him.

He had sent Yun Jin to monitor Shi Wenzhe for a few days. During those days, she was digging and planting in Yunmengze, and she made quite a few jokes about the flowers and plants there. Yun Jin summarized Shi Wenzhe's series of actions with the three words "a bit silly". Qin Wenxue raised her eyebrows and chuckled at the time, finding it somewhat amusing to see the other party lying sprawled on the ground in the image pearl.

Most importantly, on the first night Shi Wenzhe appeared, she was slapped several times by that sunflower that had come to life, yet she remained oblivious and didn't notice anything unusual about the sunflower with its leaves pointing upwards.

Qin Wenxue followed her all the way. The woman muttering in the corridor was somewhat unfamiliar, the figure pausing in front of the fireflies looked a little lonely, and the person rummaging through things in the kitchen was clumsy.

"That's it." He thought that no matter how much she possessed someone else's body, as long as she was a demon and born on the Zhaoyao Continent, it was impossible for her to have no familiarity with this place at all. She was a complete stranger who had stumbled through many days, exploring everything on the Zhaoyao Continent. She didn't understand anything, and her innocent eyes were curious about everything. Her lying was obvious, and she was completely ignorant of the Demon Realm.

Qin Wenxue stared intently at the person in front of her. Shi Wenzhe, possessed by the Heavenly Dao, had the appearance of a goddess and the feeling of a visitor from outer space looking down on and observing this place.

This person maintained an spectator's expression throughout, finally revealing the nonchalant and indifferent attitude of an outsider, as if everything here was fake to her, as if she were a character in a story. So, while exploring this world, she was also getting to know all the creatures in it.

Including him.

"Heh." Qin Wenxue chuckled softly.

She still didn't know he was the Demon Lord; now I see.

A slight tightness in her throat, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth, Qin Wenxue felt her heart pounding wildly inside her, and asked herself countless times, "Is it true?"

Nobody told him.