Wu Juecheng looked at Chu Yang in despair, panting weakly.
This fact had already completely defeated him!
His pupils were already dilated, as if he had lost consciousness, or as if he was walking on clouds. His entire body was weightless, floating in the air. Beside his ears, there was constantly the sound of heaven-shaking thunder fiercely striking over and over again …
Chu Yang's words turned into such a shocking thunder, driving fiercely into Wu Juecheng's heart!
It caused his spiritual consciousness to scatter.
Chu Yang continued to speak.
"The final path of the Seeking Tribulations Sword Master that you mentioned just now, this is it! The Seeking Tribulations Sword Master dies and his Dao vanishes, using his body to open the path to reincarnation, opening the door to the outer realm. Bones as walls, flesh paving the way; blood as wind, soul as the sky; Sending my brothers to battle the Extraterrestrial Demons in the outer realm; Nurturing my brothers and reconstructing their bodies. [Second update!] Becoming an immortal golden body; Allowing my brothers to dominate the outer realm and achieve immortal achievements; Enjoying the glory of heaven and earth, receiving the highest honor! "
"In other words … the Sword Master's sacrifice will allow his brothers to become immortal golden bodies after reconstructing their bodies! In the outer realm battlefield, there will be an additional guarantee of life … "
Wu Juecheng didn't speak or move. He just stood there stiffly, as if he was a wooden statue.
Just now, his gaze was still very complicated, even very agitated. But now, it had become completely numb, completely without any luster or focus.
"What is very admirable is that the past Seeking Tribulations Sword Masters all chose the second path. They all chose to sacrifice themselves and send their brothers over. Therefore, at the last moment, they would make their brothers sad. The more serious the injuries, the better, until they hurt them to the point where they would never forgive them. Then, they would kill all their brothers and send their souls into the outer realm passageway …"
"Wait until the dust settles. After the Sword Master collected the bodies of his brothers and buried them properly. He would turn into smoke and dust and completely disappear from the world! "
"No, it's not appropriate to say that he would disappear from the world. Because the final destination of his death is still … Part 7, Chapter 700, Regret! [Second update!] … That brother's passageway. Because the Sword Master's soul will only truly vanish after all of his brothers have walked through that passage … Only when he escorts, watches, and feels his brothers pass through that passage can he truly rest in peace and go to his place. "
Chu Yang said softly, "Your elder brother … should be the same … Because you're still alive. This is already a clear proof! Even though Ni Shibei had been rescued and escaped alive …. It's the same. "
Wu Juecheng stood there in a daze, not moving for a long time.
Chu Yang knew that his mood was extremely complicated right now. So, he didn't disturb him and just quietly accompanied him.
After a long time.
Wu Juecheng's body suddenly trembled slightly. He seemed to have recovered some mobility from his stiff state. After this slight tremble, he began to tremble violently.
His entire body trembled like the wind.
He opened his mouth. His mouth was wide open, as if he was suffering from extreme hypoxia and severe suffocation. He gasped heavily for air, and his breathing became more and more rapid. It seemed that the more he gasped for air, the harder it was for him to catch his breath.
A strange sound came from his throat. "Heh, heh, heh."
This sound. It was filled with endless pain, and Chu Yang could hear it from the side. He also couldn't help but feel a kind of bitterness and unbearable regret. It was a kind of guilt that came from extreme despair, a guilt that could never be made up for …
Wu Juecheng's body trembled more and more violently. Finally, he shook his head lightly. Two streams of tears suddenly flowed left and right as he shook his head.
Then, he continued to gasp for air and tremble. Yet, his tears were like a river bursting its banks, gushing out violently and ceaselessly.
Then, he actually started to laugh. Tears gushed out like a fountain. He laughed self-deprecatingly and regretfully. "Hahaha, Elder Brother, Boss … Boss … Hahaha …"
His body trembled and swayed twice. Then, Wu Juecheng slowly knelt down. His whole body knelt down and eventually lay flat on the ground.
He couldn't make any sound at all. He just knelt on the ground in a daze, his two hands desperately scratching at the snow with pure physical strength. He grabbed a handful of snow and squeezed it tightly. Then, he crushed it completely. Then, he grabbed it again and squeezed it again. Then, he crazily stuffed the cold snow into his mouth and stuffed it in. With snow that was almost choking him to death in his mouth, he suddenly kowtowed fiercely.
Bang! Bang bang bang …
He pressed his head against the snow and roared soundlessly, but only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.
"Boss … Boss … Boss …"
Wu Juecheng murmured softly. Chu Yang could even clearly sense that at this moment, Wu Juecheng's heart was shattering piece by piece …
"Boss … I … I've hated you for thirty-eight thousand, eight hundred and fourteen years … thirty-eight thousand, eight hundred and fourteen years, such a long time, such a bitter hatred!" Wu Juecheng chuckled miserably in utter despair. "You're really impressive … You're really awesome … You, you've sold yourself out just like that … And you still want us to hate you forever. You're really something. I'm impressed by you, really impressed by you …"
"Haha … Boss, you're a Han … You're f * cking a Han … You're f * cking a Han … You f * cking a Han … I f * cking a Han …"
He suddenly jumped up and roared towards the sky, "Big Brother! Big Brother! Little Brother, I've let you down … "
He used all the strength in his body and suddenly roared, "Little Brother, I'm sorry …"
Following that roar, all the snow mountains within a radius of several hundred miles actually experienced an avalanche at the same time without any warning. And it wasn't just an avalanche, there were also countless mountains collapsing at the same time! Snow rolled and surged down. Mountain rocks rolled and scattered in all directions …
Wu Juecheng pounded his chest with his hands and roared in a suppressed manner, "Ah ~ Ah ~ Ah ~"
Chu Yang looked up and sighed.
Tribulation, Tribulation Sword Master, brothers of life and death, but the ending was like this. All of them were like this, without exception.
The brothers of Tribulation entered the extraterrestrial passageway with the utmost hatred for their boss that they had always worshipped and respected. They fought the Extraterrestrial Demons and would never forget their boss's final betrayal. That hatred was undoubtedly a poisonous thorn in everyone's heart, a thorn that could never be removed or removed. It was enough to make these heroes unable to sleep at night and feel heartache …
But how would the Tribulation Sword Master feel when he personally destroyed his brothers' physical bodies and sent them into the passageway, and then everyone left and the Tribulation Sword Master collected the corpses of his brothers alone?
Who could imagine!
When he entered the passageway to protect his brothers, how did he feel when he saw his brothers' resentment towards him?!
The ending of a true hero of a generation!
How miserable and sorrowful was that!
Even if the Tribulation Sword Master didn't regret his own sacrifice,
This was still the most tragic thing in the world!
Wu Juecheng was lucky enough to escape from there. With revenge as his goal, he hated the Tribulation Sword Master to the core for more than 30,000 years. But now he realized that it was all a misunderstanding. It turned out that he was wrong and hated the wrong person …
How would he feel?
How could these feelings be covered up by the word 'death'?
The Master of Calamity Sword was dead and had no more emotions. However, although his brothers had a bright future and had become powerful masters, they were still living a life worse than death.
Every time he thought about it, his heart would break.
This feeling …
How could the word 'miserable' be enough to describe it?
On the other side, Chu Yang was already on high alert. Although he had already done so much foreshadowing, Wu Juecheng's agitation still couldn't help but explode.
After all, it was tens of thousands of years of hatred, tens of thousands of years of accumulation. In the end, the hatred was wrong and the resentment was wrong. How could he endure it?
It was too late to commit suicide.
Although Chu Yang still maintained his composure, in reality, he had already raised his cultivation to the limit. At this moment, Chu Yang was like a bow that was fully loaded.
As long as Wu Juecheng showed the slightest sign of self-destruction, Chu Yang would immediately rush up and do his best to stop him.
It seemed that more than half of the signs were already out. Wu Juecheng was already shouting, "Boss, I'm sorry …"
Next, it seemed like it was time for him to apologize with his death, right?!
In Chu Yang's expectation, as long as the old guy showed any intention of circulating his energy, raising his energy or raising his palm, it would be time for him to take action.
But Chu Yang waited for a long time. This bow was about to break, but Wu Juecheng still didn't make any move.
He really didn't make any move. After a bout of hysterical venting, Wu Juecheng just stood there quietly, not moving at all.
The only slight movement seemed to be the faint sound of tears dripping from his eyes into the snow. If Chu Yang hadn't raised his cultivation to the limit, he might not have been able to hear it with just his ears. But even if he couldn't hear it, he could still see it.
In front of Wu Juecheng's feet, there was already a small depression in the snow. That was the proof of hot tears dripping down.
For a long, long time, Wu Juecheng stood there like a statue. His originally rapid breathing slowly became steady. His eyes were red. Endless sorrow, regret and guilt emanated from him.
"Extraterrestrial battle against the Extraterrestrial Demons …" Wu Juecheng murmured, "Boss, is this your final wish?"
He stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the snowflakes floating in the sky. He didn't seem to realize at all that the mountains were shaking and the earth was shaking around him. It was as if in this place where snow fell from the sky, he saw that resolute face from back then again, a face that he had once respected and hated immensely, a face that he missed endlessly now.
He seemed to hear that person say again, "Ah Cheng, I've always been here!"
"Ah Cheng, among the brothers, you have the best background and the deepest foundation. But your temper is also the most impulsive. If there comes a day when the brothers aren't by your side, you must remember not to be impulsive! "
"No matter what happens, we'll always be here! Whether you're right or wrong, we'll always support you! "" I'm Yun Dong! I'm standing on the firmament, my sword pointing at Bai Yundong! Who dares to bully my brothers?! "
"Brothers, the battle is ours, but victory is ours!"
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