On the cliff, the trees were not swaying and the birds were not chirping. The two of them stood facing each other. One raised his cudgel and the other pulled out his sword. The Abbey Dean who used the sword was not necessarily more powerful than the Abbey Dean who did not use the sword, but it meant something.
His cotton-padded jacket was soaked in blood. The Eldest Brother knew that he could not hold on for another seven days, so he could not ask the Abbey Dean to stay for another seven days. But as mentioned before, Ning Que and Sangsang did not need seven days to return to Chang 'an. What he needed to do was to try his best.
The Abbey Dean looked at the sword in his hand and said calmly, "The Headmaster taught you to be kind. I thought you were different from Jun Mo, but I did not expect that you are still a disciple of the Academy."
The Eldest Brother looked at him quietly. The sword in the pot inserted in his ribs fell on the ground behind him. He said, "As a disciple of the Academy, I would like to learn from you."
During the short conversation, the remaining forest far away from the cliff was on fire. The blazing fire melted the snow on the mountainside, but the fire did not die down. It isolated the two of them from the world.
The fire in the forest was difficult to extinguish, because the essence of the fire was the Divine Flame of Haotian, the purest power. It was formed by Ning Que's blade and his blood when he left.
Ning Que was running toward Helan City. He jumped thousands of feet, and the rocks under his feet cracked. The iron cutlass in his hand and the blood splashing on his body turned into sparks, and the roar of breaking air resounded through the mountains.
Except for the Distanceless State, no one could catch up with another Distanceless State Grand Cultivator. If the Drunkard was going to West-Hill, Ning Que would not have a chance. But since he was going to Helan City, which was more than ten miles away, he still had a chance, because his speed had long surpassed that of the goshawk.
In the blink of an eye, he ran from the cliff to the front of Helan City. He rushed into the heavily damaged city gate without hesitation, but he did not see the Big Black Horse or the Drunkard.
The city gate of Helan City had been seriously deformed. Boulders rolled down from the cliffs on both sides of the city. Many parts of the arrow towers and military strongholds were smashed. Dozens of fire heads could be vaguely seen in the thick smoke.
The Tang army stationed in Helan City did not want to give up. They ran around, trying to put out the fire and save the stronghold. Ning Que shouted, "Retreat! Don't bother about it! "
For the Tang army in Helan City, Ning Que had left a deep impression on them. Amidst the chaos, they confirmed his identity with just a glance. Although they did not know why Mr. Thirteen suddenly appeared here, they subconsciously began to obey his orders. Under the command of the generals, they began to retreat out of the city.
Ning Que stood at the foot of the steep stone steps and looked up at the gradually collapsing watchtowers above Helan City. He felt something and exerted strength in his legs, rushing up like a wisp of smoke.
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Sangsang was not in the watchtower, but in a secret room below it.
In front of her eyes, the bubble that was not perfect but gave people a feeling of perfection appeared again. It was different from the bubble that Ning Que saw a few days ago. Other than the two slight cracks, there were more than ten bright spots on the surface of the bubble. Those spots represented the stable entrance of the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
One of the spots on the surface of the bubble was glowing. It looked very real, because that spot represented a transmission array made of complicated talisman lines under her feet.
There were interlayers between the Qi of Heaven and Earth, which could directly connect two locations that were extremely far away from each other. In simpler words, it was a shortcut. However, only Grand Cultivators like the Abbey Dean, Eldest Brother and the Drunkard could see through the rules and have the power to open the gate of the interlayer. From then on, they could freely travel thousands of miles.
Other than the State of Distanceless, there was another way for humans to make use of the shortcut between Heaven and Earth. That was the transmission array. The Tang Empire and the West-Hill Divine Palace had both built transmission arrays in the human world. However, due to the limitations of the state, the transmission array built by humans could only be used to transmit information or some extremely light items. Most importantly, just like the Primordial Thirteen Arrows, the construction of the transmission array and even the activation of it would consume a terrifying amount of rare resources. Therefore, there were very few transmission arrays in the human world and they gradually became useless.
Sangsang had already predicted the situation today and had naturally made a lot of preparations. The light spots on the bubble were the locations of the transmission arrays in the human world. Some of them had even been abandoned for tens of thousands of years. Except for her, no one else knew about it, not even the Abbey Dean.
She stood in the center of those complicated and beautiful talisman lines. Her face was pale and her body was stained with blood. She looked like a wounded fairy and was no longer as indifferent and great as before. She looked pitiful.
The Big Black Horse and the indigo lion dog looked at her carefully. They tried not to show too much pity in their eyes because they really sympathized with her at this time.
She was seriously injured and abandoned by a man. She looked pitiful no matter how they looked at her. Otherwise, why would she lower her head and stand in the center of the talisman array in silence? Why did she look so lonely and desolate?
Sangsang did not know what the two guys were thinking. She was no longer omniscient.
She was not pretending to be lonely or desperate. She was also not feeling sad after being seriously injured. She had already woken up when Ning Que left. She did not stop him at that time, which meant that she had no opinion.
She was just waiting for the talisman array to be activated.
If humans wanted to activate this talisman array to transmit information to Chang 'an City, they would need a lot of resources, energy and rare ores. They might even need to wait for a relatively long time.
Sangsang did not have these and she did not have time. However, she had something that humans did not have. That was herself. The blood that flowed from her divine body was the most precious and purest source of energy in the world.
Her blood fell on the talisman array like rain. It looked bloody and horrible, but in fact, there was not much of it. The talisman lines in the talisman array had begun to glow and would be activated in a while.
In the next moment, she would appear in the small building in the Imperial Palace of Chang 'an City. In other words, she would return to Chang' an City.
Ning Que had not returned yet. She remained silent and showed no emotion, as if she did not care. In the eyes of the Big Black Horse and the indigo lion dog, she seemed a little cold and heartless.
She did not think too much. She only thought, "I listened to you and went back to Chang 'an. Then you should do what you promised and go back to Chang' an with me. No matter how you go back, even if you die, you have to go back."
Suddenly, a breeze blew in the room. The accumulated dust on the wall was swept off and then blown to the corner.
A person appeared outside the talisman array.
Sangsang looked up and found it was not Ning Que. She looked a little confused, but then calmed down.
The Drunkard looked at her and could not stay calm. He was injured in the battle and had been vomiting blood. Now he looked at her and was so emotional that blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
When he saw her in the small town and on the island in the South Sea, he knelt in front of her and touched his forehead to the ground. He trembled and was extremely humble because she made him feel fear.
He had been hiding from her in the human world for countless years. The fear had been haunting him for countless years, making his spirit deteriorate day by day. It went straight into his bones and he could not get rid of it.
At this moment, his body was also trembling slightly. He knew that she was very weak now. After taking the blow from the Abbey Dean's mountain, she had no more power to fight. But … he still did not dare to attack.
He did not even dare to point at her or even look at her.
Sangsang looked at the Drunkard who was covered in blood. She looked calm and naturally looked down on him, like a god looking at ants in the human world or a dog.
The Drunkard saw her eyes and suddenly laughed out loud.
His laughter was a little crazy, a little crazy, a little fierce in appearance, but also full of arrogant murderous intent. His emotions were so complicated that no words could describe it.
A serf became a master and started to rape his master's daughter. A prince of the previous dynasty killed thirty-six thousand of his own people to restore his country. A student pushed a nagging teacher into the pond.
Yes, it was such a wonderful feeling. The humbleness and fear in the past had turned into a crazy pleasure and tyrannical desire. Thinking that it would all become real soon, his body trembled again.
This time it was not because of fear, but because of excitement.
The Drunkard laughed out loud and even shed tears. His voice was still as unpleasant as the friction of old bronzes, as if countless copper shavings were really ground into powder and piled up in front of him like dark snow.
In the crazy laughter, he drew out a sword from the flagon and suddenly stabbed at Sangsang. Both the steps and the movements of his elbows were extremely exaggerated, as if he was dancing.
Sangsang waved her hand. A clear light fell in front of her like a water curtain and constructed her own world.
The Drunkard let out a strange cry. He gathered the immeasurable aura of heaven and earth and infused it into the blade.
A crisp sound was heard.
Sangsang's world was broken.
The Drunkard's sword in the flagon broke through the clear light and stabbed into her lower abdomen.
A sound was heard.
The room was dead silent.
The world was dead silent.
Sangsang lowered her head and looked at her lower abdomen. She looked at the sharp sword and the slowly oozing blood. She frowned slightly, as if she was a little surprised and confused.
No one could break her world in the past. Even the invincible Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, could only stab his sword into her world. The blade turned into ashes when it was only one foot away from her body.
But now, the Drunkard's crazy sword easily broke her world.
Her brows furrowed even more because of displeasure and pain.
She had experienced the feeling of pain before, but it was never as real as it was now.
Just like what he had experienced some time ago, the realness of life really did come from pain.
The Drunkard was also stunned.
He had thought that she could not block his sword. But when the sword in his hand really stabbed into her body and brought out the blood, he still could not believe the scene.
"I defeated Haotian?"
"I stabbed Haotian?"
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With a loud bang, a big hole was smashed on the wall of the secret chamber.
Ning Que appeared in front of Sangsang, holding the Drunkard's sword in his right hand.
He turned to look at the pale Sangsang. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he could not.
Sangsang looked at him and said emotionlessly, "It's all your fault."
Yes, she became weaker and weaker. She became more and more like a human. She could get hurt. She got hurt because he was not by her side, because he made her a human.
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(Chapter One: I'm so tired. It's all your fault …)
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