Shangguan Lingxiu nodded, choking with sobs. She stood up immediately and said in a low voice, "Old Marshal has asked all of us to leave, only Yun Yang is allowed to stay. All of you, leave, quickly! "
She knew that time was of the essence. The Old Marshal might not be able to last much longer.
She pushed and shoved everyone out without a word, chasing them far away, isolating the tent from the rest of the crowd beyond five hundred feet.
The Old Marshal was at the final stage of his life. The contents of his conversation with Supreme Cloud, whose identity had been kept a secret, before his death, must be of great importance. No one should listen, no matter who it was!
If it were possible, Shangguan Lingxiu wanted to chase everyone off the mountain to ensure her safety.
The five hundred feet of space was still filled with the beating of war drums and the faint sounds of killing from the battlefield. The voices inside were so soft that even if the gods wanted to hear it, they would not be able to do so, would they?
Shangguan Lingxiu thought so, but the sorrow in her heart only deepened as tears streamed down her cheeks. For a moment, she felt weak and hopeless.
Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan was the Empire of Yutang's pillar of support!
Now, this pillar of support was about to fall.
What would happen to Yutang in the future, given the current war? Would its future be bleak?
Yun Yang resisted the searing pain in his chest and went over with great effort, saying, "Old Marshal, I'm here, I'm here."
Qiu Jianhan's gaze was starting to lose focus, but he stared at Yun Yang's face in a daze, studying it carefully and seriously, trying his best to focus his gaze to see clearly. Finally, a forlorn smile appeared at the corners of his lips as he said in a low voice, "All of them … have left …"
"All of them have left," Yun Yang replied.
Qiu Jianhan was still worried and said, "You … go … take a look … ask them … to … go further …"
Yun Yang's heart skipped a beat as he came to the entrance of the tent in a stride. Looking outside, he saw that everyone was already hundreds of feet away from the tent; they would not be able to hear anything from here.
After making sure, Yun Yang returned to the bed. "Old Marshal, they're all very far away …"
"Hmm …" Qiu Jianhan's gaze sharpened abruptly. He was still panting for a moment before he lowered his voice and said softly, "This old man … can't make it this time … but before I leave … I still have an unfulfilled wish …"
Yun Yang said hurriedly, "Old Marshal, please speak. Yun Yang will go through fire and water to fulfill Old Marshal's last wish!"
Qiu Jianhan mumbled softly, "There's no need … This old man only has one question in his mind … I want to know the answer … If I don't … I … I will not die in peace …"
Yun Yang replied, "Please ask away, Old Marshal. I will tell you everything I know!"
Qiu Jianhan coughed again, barely able to catch his breath. Yun Yang's Endless Divine Art had been circulating in his body, helping him to hold on to his last breath, but he looked even more lethargic than before.
Yun Yang's Endless Divine Art had been circulating in his body, helping him to hold his breath, but he looked even more lethargic than before.
His eyes shone as he looked into Yun Yang's eyes, panting as he asked, "Yun Yang … are you … are you … are you …"
Was he Supreme Cloud?
This was Yun Yang's biggest secret!
Yun Yang had never revealed his secret to anyone!
Now, looking into the old marshal's eyes, Yun Yang did not hesitate as he leaned close to the old marshal's ear and whispered, "Old Marshal, you're right … I'm Supreme Cloud, the only one left among the Nine Supremes."
Qiu Jianhan's face was flushed, his eyes glowing even brighter. He stared at Yun Yang joyfully, liking him more the more he looked at him. He said in relief, "The Nine Supremes are not extinct after all … This old man … can finally … rest assured … Heaven … Heaven … still … protects Yutang …"
One of his hands groped about and finally found Yun Yang's hand. With an unknown strength, he gripped it tightly and stared at Yun Yang without blinking. "This old man … this old man didn't … guess wrongly … but this secret … you … must … keep it forever … Don't let … let anyone know … don't … don't …"
"Yes!"
Yun Yang's tears streamed down his cheeks, feeling like his heart had shattered into eight pieces. The pain was so excruciating that he could barely breathe.
Once again, he had to face the death of a loving elder. Could it be that this was his fate?!
"Keep this secret … Yutang … can … survive … if not …"
"I know. I will never let anyone know my identity!" Yun Yang promised firmly.
Qiu Jianhan's breathing weakened bit by bit, but a satisfied smile still hung on his face. His hand was still gripping Yun Yang's hand tightly, his gaze still filled with love as he stared at Yun Yang and said softly, "Good child … good child …"
Yun Yang could not hold it in any longer, suddenly bawling his eyes out.
At this moment, this mighty Lord Supreme Cloud was crying like a child. "Old Marshal … don't die … I … I've lost too much … You can't die anymore …"
"I can't take it anymore … I can't take it anymore …"
Yun Yang was sobbing, his face devoid of any semblance of dignity.
Qiu Jianhan's warm and loving gaze fell on his face as he said softly, "Silly child … How can a person not die?"
His gaze grew distant as he murmured, "Speaking of which … this life of mine … is actually enough … It's just that … my death … the country's safety … the old wife at home …"
His gaze was filled with unconcealable longing as he murmured, "Can't give up … Can't give up … But … the motherland is in chaos … how can we … cherish this body of ours …"
Listening to the old marshal's murmur, Yun Yang, who had lost his soul, burst into tears as he was overwhelmed with grief.
Suddenly, the sound of galloping horses came from outside the tent. A voice bellowed anxiously, "Marshal … urgent military news …"
Fu Baoguo's furious voice rang out from afar, "Stop! What are you shouting for? I'm not dead yet, get down here! "
Obviously, Fu Baoguo was afraid that the sudden voice would interrupt the old marshal's last words.
However, the galloping reminded Yun Yang of something. The mournful cries that had never stopped stopped abruptly.
He lifted his head abruptly, mumbling to himself.
"Horse … military news? Reddie? Reddie … "
The old marshal's consciousness was blurred once more as he answered subconsciously, "Wh … what?"
Yun Yang was stunned for a moment before he jumped up in ecstasy. "Old Marshal, you're saved! You're definitely saved! I've thought of a way! How could I be so stupid? The life-saving spiritual medicine is with me but I can't remember it! "
Tears of ecstasy streamed down his cheeks.
However, Qiu Jianhan's consciousness grew increasingly blurry as he murmured, "Your Majesty … Old Qiu … has passed away …"
At this moment, the old marshal had actually fallen into a coma. It was obvious that he had reached his limit. Perhaps his soul would be sent to the underworld at the very next moment.
Yun Yang dared not hesitate as he sprung up and stretched out his hand. A gleaming dagger appeared in his grasp as he tore off his robe sleeves and placed his wrist before Qiu Jianhan's mouth. With a slash of the dagger, fresh blood gushed from his wrist.
Yun Yang's free hand pried the old marshal's mouth open at once and dripped his blood drop by drop into it.
His own blood had miraculous effects, and this was already evident on Reddie. However, the Old Marshal was on the brink of death and might not be able to withstand such a huge amount of medicinal power. He could only rely on dripping his blood bit by bit, gradually, in order to bring him back to life and turn the situation around!
The self-healing ability of ace cultivators was extremely strong. Yun Yang had only bled for a moment before his wound started to clot. Yun Yang waved his dagger again and cut himself, causing the wound to open up again. He repeated this process until he had dripped three big bowls of blood before he finally stopped.
So much fresh blood should be enough for the old marshal to turn the situation around, right?
Yun Yang could not help but let out the breath that he had been holding in. He was shocked to realize that his head was spinning and his organs felt like they were about to explode. Unable to hold on any longer, he stumbled and fell to the ground with a thud.
The next moment, he felt endless fatigue and endless darkness surging over him before he lost consciousness.
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