Sangsang cried out. Her tears slid down her dark face and fell on Ning Que's body. The black cloth suddenly hardened and fell on the ground, turning into ice beads. Each ice bead was crystal clear, round, and exactly the same size.
A series of extremely fine shattering sounds rang out from within her body. It was as if her bones were being crushed into countless fragments, or as if her flesh and blood were being decomposed. It was even more like a hard piece of ice being continuously compressed.
The cold aura in her body was finally released completely.
With her body as the center, a dark ball spread in all directions. Ning Que, who was holding her, was instantly hit and sent flying dozens of feet away. Wherever the aura reached, the field was frozen, the grass was covered with frost, and there was no sign of life at all!
Ning Que fell heavily on the ground and spat out blood. The blood froze instantly, and it was not until the third mouthful of blood that it began to emit hot air.
He was sent flying by the cold aura, but the big black umbrella remained where it was, right under Sangsang's feet.
Sangsang squatted down, picked up the big black umbrella, and opened it.
The cold aura continued to be released from her body to the Wilderness. After the invisible aura met with the real nature, it turned into a cold black cyclone, rolling up the gravel on the ground and whirling around her body. It looked like a black cloud of dust.
Since landing in the small courtyard in Chaoyang City of the Yuelun Kingdom, the black crows had been following Sangsang, circling and dancing in the sky above her head. At this time, when Sangsang changed, more than a dozen black crows seemed to sense something. They cawed and flew away, flapping their black wings to fly higher into the sky, as if they wanted to get as far away from her as possible. Finally, they all flew into the dark clouds.
The cloud had been following Sangsang for a longer time, and it had never left the Western Wilderness. It became thicker and thicker, and it became difficult for the light to penetrate and refract. Gradually, it became dark clouds, but the clouds themselves should be white.
After flying into the clouds, the dozen black crows became small black spots, as if someone had dripped a few drops of thick ink into the water urn. The color of the clouds gradually became darker and darker.
On the ground of the Wilderness, the black smoke and dust were still swirling around Sangsang's body. The chilly aura followed the big black umbrella in her hand and rose high into the sky.
If the Divine Scepter in the West-Hill Divine Palace's Hierarch's hand was the wick, turning the light and heat released by the Divine Skill into real burning flames and lighting up the southern sky, then the big black umbrella in Sangsang's hand was like a writing brush dipped in the cold aura in her body and dyed the northern clouds black.
The dozen or so black crows were just drops of ink before the brush was drawn. The real black came from Sangsang herself.
The dark clouds rolled violently and then suddenly became still, calmly accepting the cold aura coming from the big black umbrella on the ground. It became darker and darker at a speed visible to the naked eye, more and more like a piece of paper covered with ink, until it finally became a solidified ink. There was nothing but black.
What is black? Darkness means that there is no light. At this moment, the northern sky of the Wilderness was completely dark. Apart from the lack of stars, it looked like night.
The night will not appear in the day, there will be stars in the night sky. In that case, the starless night that appeared during the day was naturally not an ordinary night. Perhaps it would have another name.
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"What's going on?"
"Why is it dark over there?"
"Is this the Everlasting Night?"
The people on the ground of the Wilderness looked at the sky that was separated by light and darkness. They didn't exclaim or scream, they just muttered to themselves. The shock they received was so great that they had even forgotten the feelings of shock and fear. Their expressions were numb and confused, as if they had lost their souls.
The West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army stood under the bright southern sky and looked at the night in the north.
After a long time, the people finally woke up and began to exclaim, scream, and cry. Some people tried to escape, but all the war-horses were frightened and collapsed on the ground. It was chaos.
The Desolate stood under the dark northern sky and looked at the light in the south. Everyone knelt down again and put their hands on their chests. They closed their eyes and prayed calmly and devoutly, waiting for the arrival of Yama.
Ning Que struggled to get up and walked towards Sangsang again.
Before he decided to leave the Desolate Man's tribe and go south, he knew that something might happen to Sangsang. It might even be something more terrible than death, because she would wake up and be seen by Yama.
He did not care about the Underworld Invasion or the Everlasting Night. He only cared about Sangsang now.
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Sangsang was fine now.
The rays of light from the bright southern sky could no longer fall on her body. Every time those strands of blazing light shone a few feet in front of her, they would be strangled by the dark, cold aura. And the cold aura in her body could no longer bring her any pain.
Sangsang was not well now.
She looked at the south. Although it was very far away, she could now see clearly what was happening in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army. She could even see all the details, including the expression on everyone's face.
She saw that those people's faces were filled with fear, uneasiness, cowardice, hatred, sadness, and all sorts of negative emotions, but she did not see love on their faces.
No one in the world would like her now.
Sangsang looked down at the tips of her shoes and the two blooming ice lotuses under her feet. She said in a low voice, "Before my teacher died, he kept looking at the north. Only now do I understand that what he saw at that time was me now. It turns out that at that time, he had already determined that I was the Dark Shadow."
Ning Que walked behind her and reached out to hold her hand.
Sangsang stepped on the lotus made of ice and snow, her feet touching the ground. Her body seemed to be weightless at this time, just a transparent and intangible existence.
Ning Que asked, "How do you feel now?"
Sangsang whispered, "I feel … like I'm very strong."
Ning Que asked, "Do you like it?"
Sangsang shook her head and said, "No."
Ning Que said, "Bear with it."
Sangsang said, "I can't help it."
Ning Que asked, "Why not?"
Sangsang looked up at the south and said, "Because no one will like me anymore."
Ning Que said, "Be more promising. At least be sober."
Sangsang asked, "What do you mean by sober?"
Ning Que said, "You are so ugly and bad-tempered. No one in the world likes you except me. Even if no one likes you now, as long as I still like you, there is no difference from before."
Sangsang thought about it and said, "That seems to make sense."
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(Half light, half dark. Quite a few people have written about it before. The one that left the deepest impression on me was the part in "The Smoking Man's Blasphemy". It was extremely shocking. The part about "The Night Will Come" was, of course, influenced by it, including the relationship between the Great Prophecy and the Buddha's Words. However, the part about "The Night Will Come", in terms of its origin and meaning, is something completely different. It can even be said that, well, I can't spoil it. I can only say that I write sitcoms, okay … This chapter is only two thousand words, and I'm really tired. I'll write a separate chapter and go to sleep. See you guys tomorrow, or a separate chapter later.) (To be continued.) If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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