Chapter 252 History in the Mist
Chu Hengkong was diving in his dream, countless phantoms floated past his eyes, and the colorful psychedelic scene made him feel somewhat familiar.
This time he really didn't have much strength and was about to sink to the deep sea, but a claw-shaped black skeleton happened to be floating nearby. He grabbed the skeleton and floated up with the push.
The sea was calm, reflecting the radiant stars. A black fishing net floated in the water, swaying quietly beside a furry hand. The angler, unmotivated by the fish, slept soundly on the surface.
Chu Hengkong struggled for a few moments, then realized he was motionless. The net was filled with floating skeletons, and he realized he had become the trapped fish.
The splashing of the fish startled the angler, who woke up just in time and uttered a confused cry.
【Oh...you're lost again, little one.】
He gently scooped Chu Hengkong up. The fishing net fragmented his view, and he couldn't see the angler in full, only the dirty, warm fur of many large animals.
oh oh……
Chu Hengkong tried to speak, but only a silly cry came out. After a long while, the fisherman nodded slowly. His response was slow, yet exceptionally gentle. Listening to that relaxed voice, it felt as if there was no such thing as impatience. Taking your time would always lead to a solution.
"You've had a hard time this time, too. You all always have a hard time." He said, "We also think this isn't good, so we all want to help... but it's actually not good..." He thought for a moment and corrected himself, "This, well, isn't always good."
[With a slight movement, big changes will occur below. However, the results of these changes may not necessarily be what you consider 'good'. In fact, I also feel that some changes are not 'good' enough...]
He held the fishing net in his hands and touched the fish thoughtfully.
After groping for a long time, it seemed as if that slow thought had finally reached a point where He could no longer bear it, and He said with a gloomy face, "You said the road was perfectly placed. How did those little bugs grow into this state?"
Oh oh...Chu Hengkong said.
[I think it's hard for anyone to explain what another life is thinking.] He seemed to be lost in thought.
At that moment, a bright spot of light rose from the far side of the ocean, and a shadow appeared behind the furry fisherman. He yawned and happily announced that he was going to "Mung-Mung-Mung." This was a word Chu Hengkong didn't quite understand; it seemed to resemble a tea party or a gathering of friends. Then the fisherman untied his net and threw him into the sea.
The world within his sight spun around, the sea surface became the bottom of the sea, the bottom of the sea became the sky, he surfaced and saw the sunlight -
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As I've always experienced, sleep after a serious injury is often unpleasant. Horrible environments like fire and the deep sea are familiar faces in dreams, while itching and excruciating pain are invariably frequent visitors. This has nothing to do with psychological state, but rather the objective laws of physics: if you sustain a fatal injury, you must wait for it to heal if you're still alive. And aside from lust demons, few creatures can be free from pain or itch when injured.
However, this time, his experience was rarely applied. Perhaps it was due to the fisherman's good fortune, but Chu Hengkong felt refreshed when he woke up. He stared at the familiar ward for a long time and found a freshly peeled apple at the bedside.
"You are the last one to wake up again." Ji Qiufeng said.
The City Lord sat beside the bed, having just put down the knife he had used to peel fruit. Chu Hengkong grabbed the fruit and devoured it, taking a deep breath as he finished. "Congratulations on your successful upgrade..."
"No, no, I've only leveled up to level 6. Hengkong, you guys killed a notorious evil god!" Ji Qiufeng fanned himself, "This is a feat that will be remembered through the ages. I'm ashamed of myself. Time flies by so fast. It's time for me to retire. The future of Shendong Realm rests on the shoulders of young heroes like you..."
This sour and sarcastic tone almost made Chu Hengkong choke. He patted his chest and calmed down for a long time, then glared and said, "No, you?"
"He did it on purpose. He's so jealous~" Youyou popped out of the City Lord's pocket, hissing, "Back then, the Three Palaces personally taught him, and the Master of Fate saw him off. He vowed to destroy the Blood Origin and penetrate the Heavenly Prison in one fell swoop. What a proud young hero! But then, in the blink of an eye, his own apprentice's daughter managed to penetrate the wilderness. This unparalleled achievement was snatched away by a younger generation~"
Chu Hengkong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is he really stealing your credit?"
"There's no such thing as robbing or not, it's just a joke. If you ask me to go to the wilderness, can I get in?"
Ji Qiufeng stopped laughing and said solemnly, "Do you know how remarkable a thing you have done?"
"To be honest, it doesn't feel real." Chu Hengkong said, "We are in that place. If we want to survive, we have to fight our way out."
"The outermost Despair Wilderness at the border of Heavenly Prison is a hopeless zone unanimously deemed impenetrable by all supreme beings," Ji Qiufeng said. "Note that this refers to all supreme beings, including not only the righteous gods you're familiar with, but also the original masters of the various external paths. Because the essence of low-level life is too weak, the means they can mobilize are too few. Furthermore, the Nightmare King is the ruler of the wilderness. This is like challenging a demon with a toothpick; theoretically, it's impossible."
Therefore, even Longquan Township's counterattack plan had to begin with the mid-level 'Blood Source' with great difficulty. Our original plan was to conquer the Blood Source and then face off against the Nightmare King, who had ascended to Sephiroth 5. You can imagine how absurd it would be to attempt to directly conquer the wilderness in the eyes of the great leaders.
Chu Hengkong imagined the demon king transforming into particle 5, and a chill ran down his spine. He said sincerely, "I don't think even the most powerful figures are that resourceful. It's a good thing the original plan didn't work out."
"You're so bold that you even dare to interfere with Zhulong's plan." Ji Qiufeng smiled. "Now that you're awake, tell us how you won."
Chu Hengkong was about to speak when his stomach growled. He heard similar noises around him. The patients in the other beds, who had recently woken up, all poked their heads out eagerly, their faces filled with longing.
Ji Qiufeng laughed at this and said, "The meal will be here soon, let's talk while we eat. Also, Miss Guangshi, your family elders have called..."
“Oh oh oh oh!” Qingye jumped off the bed, “I’ll go right away!”
"... He said you can reply after you recover from your injuries." Ji Qiufeng waved his fan. "Look at this child."
"You're really doing this on purpose." Youyou rolled his eyes at him. "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"
Chu Hengkong pondered this extremely long story and slowly said, "This matter has to start from when we met Chongming..."
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Shura Island, Jingluo Prefecture.
The atmosphere within the Guangshi family mansion was solemn. The younger generation sat in silence, not daring to breathe. Even the ornamental birds in the courtyard kept their mouths shut. Led by the patriarch, Guangshi Mingwu, all the elders and senior members of the prestigious Guangshi family gathered. Even the daimyo and generals from distant campaigns had rushed back today, eager to be the first to hear the news from afar.
The tea had long since gone cold, and everyone in the room was sitting there, no one daring to speak. Suddenly, hurried footsteps approached, and a ghost-eyed instructor entered, holding a communicator and bowing deeply. "Master, news from Huilong City!"
"Answer it." The patriarch remained calm.
A second later, a familiar voice came: "I'm very sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm Guang Shi Qingye!"
The patriarch stroked his beard, his face kind, and told everyone to have some tea. The elders of the Guangshi family were relieved, knowing that this visit must be good news. They picked up their teacups and heard the patriarch ask, "Qingye, have you returned from the Despair Wilderness?"
"Yes! I, that is, lived up to your teachings. Together we succeeded in defeating Vansalar!"
This incredibly weighty information made many people's hands tremble. Although they had received the news from Huilong City half a day ago, hearing the truth firsthand still made some of the elderly men and women excited. A hint of relief flashed in the eyes of the head of the family. "Well done..."
"And, that!" Qing Ye didn't hear anything at all and kept talking excitedly, "He also dueled with Lord Ye Xing!"
puff!
I spit out all the tea I just drank! This is so rude! And in front of the whole family, this is the level of being ostracized. But since no one can hold it back, it’s okay!
The old men and women almost coughed out their secret souls, and the head of the family relaxed his brows and smiled.
"Did you give your brother a proper farewell?"
"Yes! Mr. Ye Xing... Oh no, Lord Ye Xing was very kind to me. I personally sent him off." Qing Ye said seriously, "I also brought his sword back. I will definitely deliver it to you intact!"
"Since he gave it to you, Longyu is yours." The head of the family smiled. "Carry it with you from now on. Don't slack off in your sword training."
"Yes! Definitely!"
The old men and women were relieved, their eyes filled with deep sadness and pride. The head of the family lowered his head to drink tea to hide the expression in his eyes.
But unfortunately, the idiot is still an idiot. Because he can't see the picture, he keeps talking. "Also, Master, I have something else to report to you. We are very cared for by a senior with a broken heart in the Despair Wilderness. He is probably an ancestor of the same generation as Mr. Ye Xing..."
The old men and women looked at each other, thinking that Lord Ye Xing was probably the most famous general to have died in that battle; they hadn't heard of any other generals dying during that time. The young girl, perhaps too anxious to grasp the main point, kept going on and on about his bad personality, until she finally got to the point.
"That senior is truly remarkable. One of us has mastered his 'Shadow Appearing Brilliant Sky Flow'..."
Puff! The old men and women spit out their tea! Even the head of the family spit out their tea!
The second sip of tea I had just taken was sprayed out at this moment! It was so rude! But the head of the family couldn't help it, so it didn't matter!
The patriarch covered his chest and coughed hard, blowing up the communicator.
"What's wrong, Headmaster?!"
"Qingye, tell me again, who did you meet?"
"That's right, that person..." Qing Ye said hesitantly, "Commander Qixing Chongming..."
She heard a huge noise coming from the other end of the communicator. The ancestors were arguing like a hornet's nest. The head of the family's voice was particularly noticeable.
"That's—"
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"...and then we won." Chu Hengkong finished his story and buried his head in his barbecued pork rice. "It was truly a difficult journey...what were those expressions on your faces?"
Ji Qiufeng stared at him blankly, like a mole emerging from the earth and seeing the sun for the first time. Youyou started rolling on the ground midway through, as if having an epileptic seizure.
Ji Huaisu spoke frankly: "Youyou, are you cramping?"
"Oh my God! Lord Zhulong!" Youyou cried out in despair, "Silly children, are you blind? How could you...how could you be so stupid?!"
Ji Qiufeng stood up and drew aside the curtains. At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor, and Qingye rushed into the ward, his face almost pale with excitement.
"Commander Chongming... he, he is...!"
But Chu Hengkong no longer cared about obeying. He stared blankly out the window, and everyone was looking out the window.
They saw the sea divided by pure white, the sky reflected a dark arc, and from an incalculably distant distance, light shone into the virtual sea, forming a bright passage leading directly to Huilong City.
The road continued forward through the city, passing through the ruins of the former kingdom of God, through the front line in the middle of the Senluo Secret Realm, and extended straight to the place where the sun rises between heaven and earth.
That was a cut mark.
A slash that cuts across the entire Shendong world.
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~History~
The 2504th year of the Candlelight Calendar is destined to leave a significant mark in the history books.
This year, the Alliance was formally formed. Thanks to the Discipline Emperor's tireless efforts, the various factions were finally moved by his sincerity. The beings of the Shendong Realm put aside their past grudges and resolved to form a united front against the outsiders. This year also marked the beginning of a far-reaching war. Many once-famous figures stepped down from the stage, while many more brilliant new stars rose in the midst of the war. Future generations, when they read about this period of history, will find it like witnessing a dazzling meteor shower.
Back then, the Nightmare King was still active, haunting the world like a nightmare. He was the closest man to the Supreme Being, universally recognized as the first god, and his demon army was invincible.
Back then, the renowned Junhe Takezun Mitsushiki Aketake was still a mere ghost pupil, the Paladin Dulanbai was merely a cavalry archer sent to aid, and the Zanxinzhe Daotu was a rising star. Among them, the most notable figure was the unparalleled swordsman Mitsushiki Yakō. People hoped that his swordsmanship and righteous spirit would transform this distorted army, forcing the demons and heretics to abandon their treacherous tactics and return to the righteous path of martial arts.
So many things happened that year, but whether storytellers or historians, they all have to start with a battle, talking about the tragic battle that took place at the beginning of the war.
On February 13, 2504 of the Candlelight Calendar, the Nightmare King Vansalar personally arrived at the border battlefield. Nearly half of the Remnant's army died, and the Night Walker General became a messenger of fear. The front line was in crisis.
Fifteen days later, on February 28th, Paladin Duranbai and another Canxin returned to the front lines across 3000 Dust Islands. That same day, the Demon King's army was completely annihilated, and the Nightmare Lord Vansalar died. The Canxin, who had slain the Demon King, ascended to Sephiroth 7, becoming the first "Martial Honored."
With this incredible feat as the starting point, the path of the Canxin became the focus of the world. Countless people remembered the man who slew the Demon King, but they had no idea that this was only the beginning of his legendary journey.
That was destined to be the brightest star of the year 2504, a light that illuminated an entire era. At the beginning of the legend, he had no title; people only remembered him as "Seven Stars Reigning." Later, he became a new supreme being, his military exploits and name etched into history. Thus, people of later generations reverently called him:
The master of the life with a cruel heart.
(End of this chapter)
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