Wu Zhenyao shook his head, then nodded, and finally silently turned around and looked at the brightly lit Tianyao City far away in front of him.
"If he didn't possess a human treasure, then with his strength, he certainly couldn't have done this."
"However, if he possesses a supreme treasure of the human race, carries the unparalleled fortune of our human race, and has the potential to become a human emperor, then... it is not impossible."
"Old man, you've guarded this city wall for almost your entire life. If one day you can truly step out of here and fight for our human race, then your life will not have been in vain..."
Night fell, and a cold wind howled. Chu Nishang and Tianyi looked at the old man with his hands behind his back, white hair, and all alone, and remained silent.
But at that moment, an inexplicable sense of sorrow welled up in both of their hearts.
because,
If they cannot leave this city wall, their best solution in the future will be to remain like the old man before them, lonely and silent, guarding the city wall.
Or perhaps, given the overwhelming invasion by foreign powers, they wouldn't have survived that long either.
For them, the only outcome was death, and that remained unchanged from beginning to end.
"Grandpa Wu."
At this moment, Chu Nishang stepped forward and stood side by side with Wu Zhenyao.
"What's wrong, girl? Do you want me to play matchmaker for you again?"
Wu Zhenyao smiled.
"I can mention this to Su Bai, but I do feel a lot of pressure in front of him. If it doesn't work out, you can't blame the old man!"
"no."
Chu Nishang shook her head.
"That's right, I want to hear Grandpa Wu talk about the world outside Chengtian City."
"I also want to hear Grandpa Wu tell his stories of traveling through the Heavenly Realm."
Tianyi gently wiped her eyes and stood straight on the other side of Wu Zhenyao.
Upon seeing this, Wu Zhenyao's eyes reddened, and he took a deep breath, but said nothing.
The wind blows lonely, and the three of them stand side by side on the city wall, as if they have become a new city wall.
After a long while, the old man with a full head of white hair finally relented, tears streaming down his face.
"Children, you have all heard Grandpa's story. You should go out and see for yourselves."
"This vast Heavenly Realm once belonged to our human race, a magnificent land!"
...
Heavenly Demon City.
The City Lord's Mansion.
In the spacious courtyard, peach blossoms are in full bloom, and spring is hidden in the wind.
A young man in a red and green flowing robe and a woman in a red flowing robe were practicing sword-drawing techniques, each holding a long sword.
Every time the longsword is drawn, an incomparably powerful sword aura is revealed, causing peach blossoms to flutter down, as if in a dreamlike illusion.
After a long while, the two of them stopped practicing, their faces pale.
"My lord, such swordsmanship is truly difficult to master. Is it really as the swordsmanship manual says, that without forging an invincible heart and condensing a sword body of unparalleled strength, one cannot truly master it to its fullest potential?"
The woman let out a soft, coquettish cry and collapsed weakly onto the peach blossoms scattered on the ground.
The man sitting on the ground next to her looked helpless upon hearing this.
"Such sword skills are truly extraordinary. Even though we are now at the pseudo-saint level, we can only refine them to nine-tenths of their form, not even a trace of the spirit described in the sword skills."
"The Invincible Sword Drawing Technique is truly extraordinary. I suspect that such a sword technique could not have been mastered by a human. Even if a person has survived the seven emotions and six desires and the thirteen tribulations, they cannot truly sever their emotional roots. Yet this sword technique requires someone to forge a truly invincible heart. But how is that possible? In this world, who can truly sever their emotions, be devoid of feelings, and achieve an invincible heart that is unique in the world?"
"If there is a sword technique, then there must be someone in this world who can master it. The reason why we cannot cultivate it is simply because we are not pure sword cultivators and cannot understand the invincible meaning contained in this sword technique. As for the mental state required by it, I think that it is just a requirement for reaching the highest level."
“We are not pure sword cultivators. If we can cultivate such sword skills to the point of being almost identical, we will already have the strength to be invincible among our peers.”
The young man sighed.
"One-tenth of the resemblance? My Lord Zhu Hongjiu, I'm afraid it will take us two a very long time to achieve that one-tenth of the resemblance, which is invincible among our peers."
"There's no other way. If we want to kill that pseudo-saint expert without fail and conquer the eastern war zone of the human race's Chengtian City, we must reach this god-like realm no matter what."
"Lord Zhuhong Jiu, have you sensed something?" the woman asked.
"I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling right now, as if I'm being watched by someone, and this person's strength is no less than yours or mine."
"Could it be..."
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