Chapter 91
Xue Zhao narrowed his eyes, then looked up again, his eyes blazing with fury. Beside him was the faintly trembling, semi-transparent barrier, already teetering on the brink of collapse under the impact of the evil entity, as if it would shatter at any moment.
The crowd looked at that spot and began to feel uneasy. They all advised Xue Zhao not to act recklessly, as the barrier was already too fragile to withstand any weight.
The more fearful everyone appeared, the more unparalleled pleasure and satisfaction Xue Zhao derives.
At this moment, he finally trampled all those who looked down on him under his feet.
Let's die together.
Before Xue Zhao turned around, she glanced at Xie Wen. She was also staring at him, her red robes fluttering, her brows and eyes resolute, showing no fear.
She sensed what Xue Zhao was about to do, raised her hand, and swung the Yao Fang sword. A sharp, domineering sword aura swept out, striking Xue Zhao's eyes with lightning speed. He used all his strength to block the attack, but before he could react, a crimson figure appeared before him in an instant. Xie Wen flashed to Xue Zhao's side, grasping the Yao Fang sword. Xue Zhao's eyes widened; everything had happened in a flash. At that moment, only one sentence filled Xue Zhao's mind: Is this what a true powerhouse is?
Is this what it feels like to spar with a true powerhouse? Before Xue Zhao could even react to the previous attack, her next sword strike came crashing down like a tidal wave. Her movements were so fast that Xue Zhao could barely see what color the oath Xie Wen was wearing on her head.
In the face of a true powerhouse, such a lowly soldier is like an ant that can be manipulated at will.
However, Xue Zhao did not intend to live even as he stood here today.
He only needs to deliver the final blow to this barrier, and it will be destroyed.
And so what if you're strong?
We will all die under this leaky sky, just like everyone else. Throughout history, death is the only truly fair thing.
Xie Wen pointed his sword at Xue Zhao, each move carrying intense killing intent.
She turned to the cultivators behind her and said, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and reinforce the barrier! Are you just standing here waiting to die?"
Xie Wen had only been gone for a minute, and before everyone could react to these changes, they were awakened by Xie Wen's voice. They then flew forward and, under the guidance of Pei Xuan and Yun Yan, quickly formed a formation.
However, the barrier shattered much faster than they could react, and even if Xue Zhao did nothing, the barrier wouldn't last long.
Xie Wen and Xue Zhao were located at the weakest point of that barrier, where the barrier was already riddled with cracks and almost completely transparent, nearly disappearing.
Therefore, staying there for even a moment longer increases the risk.
When the barrier shatters, the power bursting forth from the sky will all be directed at this exit, affecting an area within a ten-mile radius. Surviving under such circumstances will be extremely difficult.
Xue Zhao glanced back at the faintly cracked barrier, and at that moment Xie Wen's fierce sword strikes came down in front of him without any mercy. Every move was a killing blow, and Xue Zhao was already covered in wounds. He was just one sword away from taking his last breath.
In his final moments, Xue Zhao said, "Xie Wen, even if you kill me, you can't stop all of this. You've seen it yourself; the shattering of the barrier was inevitable, and no one could stop it. What are you still doing here? In a moment, you'll be the one who suffers the most!"
As Xue Zhao spoke, he burst into maniacal laughter.
Xie Wen, however, remained unmoved, his eyes revealing no fear, only a burning killing intent, ready to deliver the final blow to Xue Zhao.
When Xue Zhao finally saw Xie Wen's eyes, he couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. He hated that look in her eyes, hated her unyielding attitude at all times.
Xue Zhao suddenly saw his former self through Xie Wen. Back then, he still had ambition and aspirations, and his eyes were as bright as Xie Wen's. Back then, he had not lost himself, and with a childlike heart, he was full of fantasies and expectations for the world.
When Xie Wen plunged his final sword into Xue Zhao's chest, Xue Zhao coughed up blood, seemingly relieved. Finally, Xue Zhao suddenly asked Xie Wen, "Why?"
"The world has treated you like this, and you still want to save them? Xie Wen! You're ridiculously naive! Do you really think that by doing this, those fools will be grateful for your great kindness and kowtow to you? Naive! So naive! None of that is possible. Everything you've done is just to move yourself. Look at those people, their expressions are numb, they're opportunistic, they're only after profit, and even after you sacrificed yourself for them, they won't feel any remorse for their past insults and attacks. Xie Wen, this is reality. Wake up! Still dreaming of being a great hero? The reality is that in a few years, even a few months, no one will remember you. Your death was meaningless. You died in vain. Your death was laughable!"
Xie Wen said, "I did this simply because I felt it was my own conscience."
"Over the years, I've been able to stay true to myself not because I had expectations of the world, but because I had no expectations of it. Xue Zhao, you were wrong from the very beginning."
Her fate was no better than Xue Zhao's. Xue Zhao was despised by his fellow disciples in Kunlun Ruins, while Xie Wen was despised by the world and by all people.
But so what? Xie Wen suddenly thought, what must those people who despise her, hate her, and look down on her feel, being saved by her time and time again? So what? Even if you hate me, you still have to be saved by me. You've been saved by the person you despise and hate the most. If you're so capable, then don't let me save you. If you're so capable, then go ahead and kill yourself right now, and give me back the life I saved for you. That's what I'm going to do, regardless of whether you feel guilty or still harbor resentment towards me afterward. I am still me. I have countless facets, and every version of me is beyond your reach.
I saved you only out of my own conscience, nothing more.
That's all.
At that moment, Xie Wen suddenly heard someone call his name, the voice penetrating the crowd and reaching his ears. Xie Wen immediately recognized it as Chu Xianyue's voice. Xie Wen turned around and, sure enough, saw a bright red figure amidst the sea of people.
How did Chu Xianyue get here? He lost his magic power, so how did he get here?
Xie Wen knew that just getting to her side would be a thousand times more difficult than for others. How could someone without magical powers, someone who was practically an ordinary person, possibly overcome all obstacles to reach Xie Wen?
Now, due to the leak in the sky, evil energy has accumulated around this barrier. Ordinary mortals cannot withstand this thick malevolent energy. As soon as they get close, the evil energy will take the opportunity to enter their bodies and rampage. Even cultivators are very wary and dare not get close. Mortals cannot last long before their bodies are corroded by the evil energy.
Xie Wen could not imagine how much pain Chu Xianyue was in right now.
Chu Xianyue desperately wanted to reach Xie Wen's side, but the place was too chaotic and there were too many obstacles. Even with Yun Yan's magical power, he couldn't hold on for long. Once his power was exhausted, he would plummet from this height of several hundred feet. But he still came here without hesitation, willing to be shattered to pieces as long as he could reach Xie Wen's side.
At that moment, Xie Wen pulled her sword out of Xue Zhao's chest, and Xue Zhao, like an ant, instantly plummeted into the abyss. In the last moments of Xie Wen's vision, through Xue Zhao's eyes, she saw the shattered, cracked barrier behind her, from which black energy and evil creatures emerged.
In that instant, Xie Wen's pupils shrank to an extremely small size, and her hand holding the sword trembled slightly. She mechanically turned her head, but suddenly the sound of blood beads echoed in her ears.
He killed his wife to prove his Dao.
This is the new Heavenly Dao mission that Blood Pearl has given to Chu Xianyue.
At the moment Xie Wen and Chu Xianyue were about to get married, Xie Wen heard the sound of blood beads, and what she heard were these four words.
The Heavenly Dao collapsed, and the Blood Bead artifact went out of control, thus giving a different instruction at that moment. Regardless of whether it was true or false, Xie Wen wanted to try. This was all he could do now.
The fragile barrier shattered instantly, and Xie Wen's figure was engulfed within it. At the same time, a loud bang shook everyone's ears. At this moment, everyone thought one thing in despair: the barrier was broken, and the world was about to be destroyed!
They're dead!
While everyone else fled, only one person went against the tide. He possessed no magical power whatsoever, relying solely on his unwavering will to fight. Intense evil energy eroded his soul, and malevolent creatures tore at his body, yet he did not retreat. All because his beloved was there. Chu Xianyue had to go, even if it meant his soul was consumed and he would never be reincarnated.
He wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
I can't imagine what Xie Wen has become now.
After that loud bang, the world seemed to be quiet for a few seconds, an unnatural silence. The doomsday and disaster that everyone had expected did not come. They stopped running and looked back at the distant horizon, the black hole, and the barrier.
When the chaos subsided, they finally understood why the expected impact hadn't materialized. It was simply because someone had shielded them from the shockwave of the shattered barrier.
The woman in the red wedding dress leaped into the air, using her own flesh and blood to fight against the leaking sky. If she hadn't blocked the fatal blow, everyone present would have perished.
The vast天地间 (heaven and earth) became even more silent, a deathly stillness enveloping this world, and death itself shrouded it.
Death slowly approaches.
To be precise, only Shewen died.
On that day, all the world saw was a woman in a red wedding dress gracefully falling from beside the barrier. She was as light as an inconspicuous red maple leaf, falling gently and finally reaching the end of her life.
Meanwhile, on the other side, another red figure leaped forward at lightning speed to catch Xie Wen. He wasn't the only one trying to catch Xie Wen; countless figures flew towards him.
Yun Yan, Pei Xuan, Chi Yufei, Sikong Mingxue, and Li Jingyuan.
But no one could outrun the speed at which Sherwin died.
At that moment, Xie Wen closed his eyes and let his body fall freely, feeling like a falling leaf. In that instant, Xie Wen suddenly realized that this was what death felt like.
Sister, Ali, Jin Huaran, you must have all been in great pain when you died. So this is what death feels like.
It really hurts, but the pain comes even earlier from all the things that happened before I was born.
Her life flashed through her mind, and all of this would vanish after her death.
Xie Wen didn't want that. She wanted at least for Chu Xianyue not to forget her, and for all the memories of her and him in their lives not to fade away.
In Xie Wen's final gaze, there was a leak in the sky with surging dark clouds, rampaging evil spirits and malevolent energy, and a shattered figure rushing towards her.
The person she loved, she thought, was enough; just seeing him one more time was enough.
In Xie Wen's dazed vision, she watched him overcome countless difficulties and dangers to come to her side.
A mortal without any magical powers flew toward her faster than a god at this moment.
Finally, before Xie Wen lost consciousness, she fell into an embrace, still as steady and reliable as ever. Xie Wen felt comfortable, as if she were about to fall asleep. In that instant, countless moments flashed through her mind, moments when he rushed to her side and caught her again and again.
Xie Wen forced himself to stay awake, telling himself not to fall asleep.
She forced her eyes open and looked at the broken person in front of her.
Seeing him clinging tightly to him, completely distraught, weeping large, bloody tears, Xie Wen's blood-soaked body clung to Chu Xianyue. Chu Xianyue, disregarding everything, held Xie Wen tightly, cheek to cheek, his hands and body trembling uncontrollably. Blood and tears mingled together, making Chu Xianyue's voice sound unrecognizable. He stammered, "You won't leave me, will you? You said you'd stay with me for a very, very long time, didn't you? You won't lie to me, will you?"
Xie Wen's heart clenched painfully. In her hazy state, she suddenly remembered asking her older sister the same question many years ago. Now, she seemed to finally understand her sister's helplessness back then. A metallic taste of blood rose in her throat, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood. Finally, she managed to say with difficulty, "I...I was lying to you..."
"You wouldn't lie to me. Don't leave me. Please, Awen."
Seeing Chu Xianyue like this filled Xie Wen with immense sorrow. She longed to reach out and stroke Chu Xianyue's cheek, to tell him, "Don't be sad for me. Your sadness hurts me too." Unfortunately, Xie Wen couldn't do any of that.
She collapsed into Chu Xianyue's arms, coughing up blood that gradually stained the area. Remembering Xuezhu's words, she used her last strength to say to Chu Xianyue, "I have only one breath left. Kill me and ascend to immortality."
Chu Xianyue was taken aback, and in that instant he finally understood what the blood bead had said to Xie Wen.
Xie Wen knew Chu Xianyue would definitely refuse, so he used the last of his magic power to grip Chu Xianyue's hands tightly and plunge the Nine Heavens Sword into her chest. Xie Wen's chest had been wounded and scabbed over before, but this time it would probably never heal.
Xie Wen closed his eyes, relieved that he could see him one last time. At the last moment, a blinding white light flashed through Xie Wen's vision.
Then, everything vanished completely. Shewen fell into a deep sleep. The world receded from her.
Later, long afterward, all that remained in the world's memory was that day: the usually aloof and composed immortal lord, cradling the woman's corpse, lost all composure, his words dripping with blood. The entire Canglan River churned ceaselessly because of him; dark clouds surged, the sky re-opened, and evil spirits roamed freely. Everything was spiraling out of control.
A beam of white light suddenly shot into the sky. Amidst endless sorrow and pain, someone ascended to heaven.
The last god in this world was born here.
And the world finally enjoyed a moment of peace.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
