The soul storm, more intense than the sun, finally dissipated. The once ravaged star field seemed to have been purified, with all spatial crevices smoothed out, returning to its dark and profound state.
Within this vast expanse, only a solitary Wansui Mountain remained, so clean that not even a speck of dust from a nebula could be seen.
Gao Wenyuan had already dissipated his soul form at some point. He stood on the mountain peak, still dressed in white. From the surface, he seemed to have no injuries whatsoever. Only in the depths of his dark eyes could one find a trace of weariness.
All around, Duke Han Chi of Yanshan, Marquis Tuodong, Marquis Zhaoyuan, Marquis Yongye, and Marquis Liegu had also dispelled their "colossus" forms, and each of them had an unpredictable expression.
The deaths of Duke Tianning and Marquis Zhao of Qin undoubtedly deeply affected them.
At this moment, apart from Marquis Yongye and Duke Yanshan still maintaining their initial oppressive battle positions, the other three subconsciously retreated a considerable distance.
Even though they knew that Gao Wenyuan's mental strength would inevitably be nearly exhausted after that huge burst, and he would no longer pose the same threat as before.
To annihilate two top-tier kings in one fell swoop, Shen Qian's killing of their clones was merely the final straw; the power Gao Wenyuan expended was the true foundation.
Han Chi was furious, but he was now in a difficult position.
One should press on with one effort, but the momentum will wane afterward.
Despite still having a numerical advantage and suffering fewer casualties than Gao Wenyuan, the sudden loss of two kings and nobles had shaken the resolve of the group to fight to the death.
With Gao Wenyuan's strength, he is definitely not at all vulnerable.
In battles at this level, if anyone shows any sign of backing down, victory becomes impossible.
In other words, at this point in the battle, the situation has irreversibly reversed.
Even Han Chi had doubts about whether he could keep Gao Wenyuan.
But now that the battle has begun, they have no way out.
Two kings and nobles have already died. Are we just going to tell Gao Wenyuan that "it was all a misunderstanding" and then back down?
If we don't kill Gao Wenyuan today, we'll face more than just one Gao Wenyuan in the future; Wu Wei and his group of nobles are not to be trifled with either.
Marquis Zhaoyuan and the others understood this principle, but understanding it was one thing, while the life and death of Duke Tianning and Marquis Zhao of Qin, who were in front of everyone, were another.
Marquis Zhao of Qin was alright, after all, he rose to power after the revival of spiritual energy, but Duke Tianning was an old-fashioned king who had lived for an unknown period of time, and he had a particularly strong impact on them.
Martial artists are not afraid of life and death, but that does not mean they are detached from life and death. No intelligent being can be indifferent to life and death.
“There is a destiny in the dark. Those who kill my disciple will also die because of my disciple. If you were not so heartless, perhaps everything would be different.”
Gao Wenyuan had already guessed the reason for the sudden situation involving Tianning Gong and the others, and smiled faintly, seemingly finding it quite amusing.
Han Chi remained silent, not uttering a word, his eyes seeming to be struggling with something.
The smile on Gao Wenyuan's face gradually disappeared. He seemed to sense something and frowned.
“Your ‘Dao Heart’ is wavering,” Gao Wenyuan said, puzzled.
Han Chi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, as if he had finally made up his mind, "I'm sorry, Wen Yuan."
Marquis Zhaoyuan and the others were bewildered, not knowing why Han Chi suddenly apologized to Gao Wenyuan. Gao Wenyuan's clenched fist shrank back, and his expression suddenly turned extremely cold.
"Han Chi, do you know what your actions mean?!" Gao Wenyuan revealed a rare sharp expression.
"I know," Han Chi said calmly. "If I kill you, it can still be attributed to internal strife within the human race. This is a struggle for the Dao. Even if you lose, our survival is still a hope. But if... then it means that I have completely betrayed the human race."
"I, Gao Wenyuan, am ashamed to stand alongside you!"
Gao Wenyuan said coldly.
"From this day forward, I, Han Chi, will no longer identify myself as a human... But you can rest assured that, if possible, I will preserve a legacy for the human race."
When Han Chi finished speaking, his voice became extremely soft, so soft that only Gao Wenyuan could hear it.
Gao Wenyuan did not respond, but instead looked up into the depths of the starry sky, where something was drifting towards him.
As they drew closer, Marquis Zhaoyuan and the others finally awoke and turned to look.
It was a cloak and a crown.
The cloak was made of seven colors and embroidered with various mysterious symbols that were hard to understand. The crown was jet black and adorned with five-colored gemstones.
Their appearance was mottled, their aura ancient and sinister, and the crown floated just above the cloak, as if an unseen person was wearing them.
Some of the kings and nobles present recognized these two items, while others did not. Even those who did not recognize them could discern something from the familiar aura.
"The Witch Clan?"
Marquis Zhaoyuan looked even more bewildered.
Although the powerful members of the Witch Clan also participated in the hunt in the "Sea of Learning," there has never been any news of the Witch Clan participating in the Star Wars.
"Witch King, it's been a long time."
Gao Wenyuan had calmed down by now. He stared at the crown as if there was a face that only he could see.
Upon hearing Gao Wenyuan's address, everyone except Han Chi, who already knew the answer and remained calm, had their expressions change drastically.
The Witch Emperor?
That was the oldest legendary Emperor-level powerhouse!
In the era when she existed, the human race had not even been conceived yet, and the witch race had not yet split. Among the known emperor-level powerhouses, only the demon king could be considered to be from the same era as her.
No Buddha or Heavenly Emperor could compare to her; they were all absolute juniors.
Gao Wenyuan knew even more; even his master, the Demon King, was not as ancient as this being.
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