The shrill piercing sound pierced his eardrum. Yan Li's hair stood on end, and his body tensed up to the extreme.
But he couldn't move. Once he moved, all the previous feelings would vanish.
Not only could he not move, but he couldn't even think.
Death?
Destruction?
These couldn't appear in his mind. Once he lost his pure state of mind, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
Longing for a miracle?
Of course not.
Perhaps memories could.
"Do you believe in that legend? Ten miles of peach blossoms … "
Replacing the shrill sound was a mysterious voice that had been echoing in his mind.
"Ten miles of peach blossoms …"
At the same time, a familiar voice rang out. It was like a bolt from the blue that struck his mind.
He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ji Zhiyuan catch the falling Rain Linglin. She spun her body gracefully in the air. The air surged, and countless peach blossoms appeared under her feet like a river.
It was as if a flower path had been paved in the void, stretching endlessly.
…
"Do you believe in that legend?"
"Legend?"
"Ten miles of peach blossoms …"
"What is it?"
"Legend has it that as long as you walk the ten miles of peach blossoms path, you can fulfill a wish."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
…
Ji Zhiyuan strolled on the flower path with the Rain Bell. The storm of the battlefield seemed to be left behind, and the flower world was quiet.
"This cliff of flowers …"
Several peach blossoms floated out, broke through Lian's Law Domain in the blink of an eye, and collided with the mysterious light.
The two collided and annihilated each other. The strong aftermath spread in all directions, shaking Lian's Law Domain.
The sound of the bell was intermittent, and the sword light condensed and disappeared from time to time.
Lian stared coldly at Ji Zhiyuan. "Scourge! I shouldn't have let you live! "
Ji Zhiyuan had already walked to the high platform, and her beautiful eyes swept over her. "The shore of flowers …"
Like a gust of wind, the shadow of peach trees suddenly flashed beside the peach blossom path. The wind blew, and the peach blossoms in the sky blew toward Lian's Law Domain.
The invisible Law Domain crumbled in an instant.
At that moment, Ji Zhiyuan landed on the platform and stood beside Yan Li.
Yan Li turned to look at her, and their eyes met.
"No one can interrupt you again," she said.
A feeling that he had never felt before sprouted in his heart.
It turned out that standing side by side with her actually made him feel so at ease. At this moment, even if the sky fell and the earth split apart, he would not be afraid, because she was not standing on the opposite side.
"Thank you," Yan Li said softly.
"You're welcome," she said.
Yan Li gave her one last deep look. Boundless power gushed out from the depths of his body, striking the strings and playing the Archaic Lost Sound.
The Forbidden Sound Domain was broken, and the sound once again resounded throughout the world.
The Ten Directions Sword Spirits sensed the return of the Sword Master, and they all turned into light and merged with the sword light.
The sword light solidified in an instant.
It was as if he could hear the cheers of the crowd, as if he could see the outcome from the faces of the Feng Tian Sect disciples.
The tsunami, or rather, the sword light, cut through the apocalypse like a hot knife through butter and soared into the sky. In the end, it actually tore a hole in the night sky.
This attack consumed a large number of heroic spirits from the Martyr's Palace, but it was worth it. After all, when the nest was overturned, there would be no intact eggs.
Right at this moment, the sun rose from the east, and the first ray of sunlight shone down on everyone. The subtle warmth made their noses sour.
The dawn that they thought would never come broke the darkness in an unexpected way and illuminated the land once again. The feeling of rebirth and rebirth fermented in everyone's hearts and gushed out in an instant.
This feeling of being moved was the reason why humans were human.
Everything was over!
Nightmares, despair, and death.
The terrifying pressure that had been hanging over his head had vanished into thin air.
From now on, they would welcome the light. Under the light, the Feng Tian Sect disciples were just street rats.
With this feeling in mind, they worked even harder to defeat the enemies in front of them.
"Is it over?"
As the sky brightened, Ji Hyun-woon panted as he arrived near the platform.
"It's over?"
But he soon realized that the four Feng Tian Sect disciples didn't seem disappointed. In fact, Vulture had a strange smile on his face. "If you really think it's over, then you're too naive."
"What do you mean?" Ji Xuanyun clenched his fists with difficulty. His True Qi was almost depleted, and he could not even provide the strength to clench his fists. "Without the Alignment of the Seven Stars, how can your Fengtian Sect fight against our Parting Hatred Palace?
"We don't need to do anything. You're all going to die soon," Vulture sneered.
His words came as a great shock to everyone present.
What followed after was not only a great shock, but also a great shock.
The sky that was gradually brightening suddenly turned dark, as if it was covered by a black curtain. A small black dot in the sky rapidly expanded into a small black ball, and then into a big black ball. It changed once, twice, thrice, and still didn't stop. It changed again and again and again, and in a few breaths, something suffocating happened.
The Seven Stars Apocalypse had been resurrected!
The Seven Stars Apocalypse that Yan Li had destroyed had returned to its original state.
If despair could make people numb, then at this moment, did everyone lose the courage to rekindle hope in their numb hearts?
The Seven Stars Apocalypse had fallen.
"Yan …" Ji Hyun-woon looked at Yan Li in a daze.
Yan Li felt his scalp go numb. There had never been a time when the fear of death was like this, roaring from his flesh and blood.
"Xuan Yun, don't give up!" He clenched his teeth and wanted to strike again.
"Give up." Zhang Yifeng put down his hand and said calmly, "If you don't destroy its core, it'll be useless no matter how many times you strike it. And there won't be enough Heroic Spirits to help you gather power."
"How will you know if you don't try?" Yan Li growled.
"Unless someone can destroy it again and you take the opportunity to destroy its core, then you can turn the situation around," Zhang Yifeng said.
Yan Li clenched his teeth and said, "Hurry up, if you give up now, your so-called conditions will automatically be invalid."
"Alright." Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly and put his hand on Yan Li's shoulder again.
The words "Devastatingly Beautiful" rang out again.
The Sword Master was here, but the Sword Spirits of the Ten Directions were few and far between.
One could imagine the process, and one could imagine the result.
This time, even the illusion did not appear. The moment the sword light touched it, it melted like snow. It was like an ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating itself.
Was he going to die?
Yan Li could not bear to look at Ji Hyun-woon's disheartened eyes. He wanted to live so badly. His desire was so strong that he begged Yan Li for help, just like his aunt's stubbornness towards life.
How could life be disheartened?
Shouldn't the colors of life bloom like fireworks?
"Kid, it's too early to give up."
At this moment, a rough voice sounded in his ear.
His whole body shook, and he turned his head to look at the throne.
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