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Chapter 483

Words:2058Update:22/06/30 07:38:38

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"You, take your time to comprehend it!"

With that, Zhou Xing's statue suddenly dimmed significantly. Once the Heavenly Cycle Stellar Sword Scripture was released, Zhou Xing's remnant soul energy was greatly depleted!

At this moment, Zhou Tong was already immersed in the endless mysteries of the Heavenly Cycle Stellar Sword Scripture, unable to extricate himself.

"Old friend, you've expended a lot of energy …"

Tianyang glanced at the dimmed Zhou Xing and said. His expression did not change, but his tone changed greatly.

Hearing this, Zhou Xing smiled in a carefree manner. "So be it. I am already a dead person. This wisp of remnant soul will disperse sooner or later."

"Rather than being sealed by the power of the Heavenly Tribulation and dying in grievance, it's better to complete my mission and die happily."

Zhou Xing said. Tianyang nodded slightly, but his heart was heavy.

No Great Emperor could live for ten thousand years. Only a remnant soul was left behind. Zhou Xing was already a dead person.

Unless one was like Crimson Dragon Wu Zun and Yuan Emperor Shi Xu, who directly surpassed the Heavenly Ascension Realm and transcended the world, it was possible to live forever.

However, Zhou Xing had not reached this step.

"Now, let's not disturb his cultivation. Let's go out for a walk."

Zhou Xing smiled. Then, the statue of the Ancestral Master suddenly trembled, and Zhou Xing's remnant soul flew out.

Tianyang glanced at it, and his heart sank. Zhou Xing's soul was almost transparent to the extreme.

It was as if it would be extinguished with a puff of air.

"When I died, I didn't seem to have left anything behind. Tsk tsk, it's all that stupid civilization's fault. I don't even know where I went."

Zhou Xing muttered. Tianyang chuckled. "I heard that they built a cenotaph for you. Do you want to take a look?"

Zhou Xing was stunned. Then, he smiled and nodded. "Sure, you can mourn for yourself. You're so creative."

The two slowly left the place. Before Tianyang left, he set up a circle of restrictions to prevent others from disturbing Zhou Tong's comprehension of the Heavenly Cycle Stellar Sword Scripture.

Comprehending a Heaven high-tier cultivation technique for the first time was of the utmost importance. If others were to disturb him, Zhou Tong would cry himself to death.

However, after Tianyang finished setting up this circle of restrictions, Zhou Xing's soul dimmed a little.

Sword Saint Zhou Xing's cenotaph was located in the mountains behind the Stars Swordplay Sect. It was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and could be considered a good place with good feng shui.

This place was rarely visited by people. The Stars Swordsmanship Sect had locked down the place, preventing anyone from entering and desecrating the ancestral tombs.

Even if it was just a cenotaph, it would not do.

"You are … Lord Tianyang! Is Lord Tianyang here to offer condolences to his ancestors? Please come in! "

The young disciple guarding the back of the mountain also saw Tianyang's appearance and suddenly became excited.

Before this, he was also fighting with the Zi Yang House disciples and was almost killed. If Tianyang didn't come down from the sky, he would've died in this battle!

Now that Tianyang wanted to go in and take a look, he naturally wouldn't stop him. If it were Zhou Tong, Zhou Ming, and Zhou Peng, the three people with the highest status in the Stars Swordsmanship Sect, they wouldn't stop him either.

However, seeing the guard's enthusiastic appearance, Tianyang smiled and nodded at him, then walked into the back of the Stars Swordsmanship Sect.

Watching Tianyang leave, the guard suddenly scratched his head. "Just now, something seemed to have followed Lord Tianyang in? Strange, I didn't sense it. "

At this time, Tianyang and Zhou Ming had already arrived at Sword Saint Zhou Xing's cenotaph.

This cenotaph was erected ten thousand years ago when Sword Saint Zhou Xing died. Even ten thousand years later, it was still preserved.

When the Zi Yang House invaded, the Stars Swordsmanship Sect also protected it well and moved it here, worshipping it day and night.

"This is your cenotaph. Why, do you want me to burn some incense for you?"

Tianyang looked at the cenotaph, which only had a sword-shaped boulder and a few items that Zhou Xing used when he was alive, and smiled at Zhou Xing beside him.

Hearing this, Zhou Xing chuckled. "Forget it. Anyway, you definitely won't be sincere enough to pay your respects to me."

"Oh right, you haven't told me how you came back to life. As the person who fought against the lightning and the vanguard of the Heavenly Tribulation, shouldn't you be the first to die? "

Zhou Xing smiled. Hearing this, Tianyang also smiled. He didn't rebuke Zhou Xing. Instead, he sat down with his legs crossed and slowly narrated.

"I also don't know what happened. I only know that the moment I was struck by the Divine Lightning of Destruction, my physical body exploded, and my soul fell into a deep sleep."

"When I woke up from my deep sleep, I was already reborn in the Northern Wilderness Region, in the body of a useless young master from the Tian Family of the Snowgale State …"

As for Zhou Xing, she was also listening very attentively. From time to time, she would laugh and give a few comments.

The two of them didn't mention Zhou Xing himself, because they both knew.

Zhou Xing's remnant soul couldn't stay in this world for long.

A dead person couldn't come back to life unless he controlled the Myriad Worlds and reversed time and space. However, even if he broke through the Heavenly Ascension State and reached a new level, he would only be able to transcend this world.

When Tianyang grasped that unbelievably slim chance and successfully reached the peak of martial arts and controlled the Myriad Worlds, Zhou Xing might have already entered the cycle of reincarnation.

As time passed, Tianyang's story gradually came to an end. Zhou Xing's body also faded to the extreme.

Even Tianyang couldn't see Zhou Xing without using his soul power to scan!

"In your current state … aren't you going to consider letting me help?"

Tianyang frowned. Hearing this, Zhou Xing smiled faintly. "It's useless. Even a Great Emperor can't escape from old age, sickness, and death."

"As long as I stay in this world, it's difficult for me to attain immortality. It's already a miracle that my remnant soul can last for ten thousand years."

"So, did you bring the qingyuan wine?"

Zhou Xing smiled. Hearing this, Tianyang didn't look surprised at all. He chuckled lightly. "I knew you would be like this. I personally brewed the qingyuan wine. It's guaranteed to be satisfying!"

The next moment, the space bag flashed, and a total of thirty jars of qingyuan wine appeared in front of Tianyang!

Seeing this, Zhou Xing's eyes lit up. "Not bad! Only you know that I like this. Come, let's drink! "

The next moment, Zhou Xing picked up a jar of qingyuan wine and poured it straight down his throat!

Seeing this, Tianyang didn't pale in comparison. He also began to drink like crazy!

The fire burned his throat, but Tianyang didn't have any reaction. He didn't even intend to use his true essence or physical strength. He directly endured the burning sensation!

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

As for Zhou Xing, he was also drinking crazily, one jar after another!

Zhou Xing's spiritual projection became slightly more distinct. His face was also covered in tears!

In the end, all thirty jars of wine were finished. Zhou Xing's soul shadow also became extremely bright!

This was the final radiance of the setting sun!

"Haha! I've finally won back a round! This time, I've drunk more than you! "

Zhou Xing threw the jar of wine to one side and laughed loudly.

Hearing this, Tianyang also laughed loudly. "That's right! This time, I've lost! "

"Hahahaha!"

Two peerless experts, separated by ten thousand years on this small mountain, once again laughed over their wine.

At this moment, spots of light appeared on Zhou Xing's body.

Seeing this, Tianyang also stopped laughing. Tears stained his chest. He looked at Zhou Xing and suddenly saluted!

"Brother! Rest in peace! "

As for Zhou Xing, he also laughed loudly and allowed the light to engulf his entire body.

"Brother! Take care! "

The next moment, the light expanded wildly and completely engulfed Zhou Xing's soul.

Ten thousand years ago, Sword Saint Zhou Xing's last consciousness left in this world.

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