When Liu Ci left, it was the spring rain.
When Yuan Qijing left, it was the wind and snow.
When Lian Sanyue left, it was the morning sunlight.
When Pei Baifa and Nan Qü left, heaven and earth had a strange phenomenon.
When the figures in the Heavenly Arrival State left this patch of heaven and earth, they would leave a clear trace.
At the moment, the peaks of Aoyama were enshrouded in the endless twilight.
The twilight came from all over the horizon. It was as dark as blood, giving off a warm and yet dreadful feeling.
As such, the people learned that Taiping Zhenren had died.
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What kind of person was Taiping Zhenren?
The Immortal Daoyuan was killed by Nan Qü's sneak attack, and the Immortal Chenzhou died from going mad. Later, Aoyama was in a state of internal strife and weakness for a long time. It wasn't until Taiping Zhenren led Jingyang, Liu Ci, Yuan Qijing, the Dead Dog and the Dark Phoenix to massacre all the peaks that the Daoist tradition of Aoyama was revived.
The humans in Chaotian had experienced a long period of chaos. They had almost been wiped out by the monster invasion of the Snowy Kingdom. It wasn't until Taiping Zhenren gathered all the Cultivation sects in the Plum Garden in Zhaoge City and made an important decision that the Jing Imperial Court regained control of the Daoist tradition of Aoyama.
Including Jingyang and the Underworld Master, he had taught seven swordsmen in the Heavenly Arrival State.
It was because of him that the King Of The Underworld was locked in the Fiend Prison.
He had been the Chief Monk of the Guocheng Temple.
He had founded Bulao Lin single-handedly.
Any one of these deeds was enough to leave a name in history, to say nothing of a person.
He was a legendary figure.
Many years later, he suddenly wanted to overthrow the Plum Meeting system he had established and kill all the mortals in the world to create a brand new world.
Some people thought he had gone mad, and some thought he had gone mad.
He had become the most dreaded and detestable demonic person in the history of the human race.
Yet, nobody could deny the contributions he had made for the human race and the places he had been to.
This talented and insane monster had finally died in the twilight that day.
There was dead silence on Tianguang Peak.
Zhao Layue stood at the edge of the cliff, looking in the direction of the hermit peaks. Her pale face showed no emotion, but she kept repeating those words in her heart.
I want to call the wind and summon the rain.
I want to travel a thousand miles in an instant.
I want to sleep in a dream.
Waking up in a dream.
This was what Taiping Zhenren said at the Shenmo Peak.
Now he's dead.
Will I wake up from another dream?
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The death of Taiping Zhenren made many Cultivation practitioners feel at a loss, but most of them felt relieved. Chaotian had finally gotten rid of the threat of world destruction, and the Cultivation circle was no longer under the shadow of that person.
The Immortal Tan, Master Shui Yue Nunnery, and Ōzawa Emperor and Jing Yao, who was protected by Duke Lu and others, were all looking in the direction of the hermit peaks with a complicated emotion.
The patch of cloud and fog was still there. Illuminated by the setting sun, a figure could be vaguely seen bowing slightly in the direction of the hermit peaks in greeting.
Bai Zhenren expressed his respect at the moment.
Many disciples of Aoyama had knelt down on the ground or on their swords, a sorrowful expression on their faces.
Mo Chi had tears running down his cheeks, and some elders cried bitterly.
Guangyuan Zhenren remained silent while looking at the twilight in the sky.
The twilight was too bright, and Nan Wang's eyes turned red.
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The endless twilight spread in the sky at an unimaginable speed, and soon enveloped the whole of Chaotian.
From the lonely and cold blue icy peak in the deep part of the snowland to the Foggy Island in the southernmost part, the sky had been dyed red.
Both the Cultivation practitioners and the mortals had witnessed this peculiar phenomenon.
In Zhaoge City, a few state dukes and the chancellors who usually kept a low profile knelt down in their own courtyards while facing the twilight.
The aged elders and young disciples of many sects, including the Guocheng Temple, the Windy-Broadsword Church and the No-Mercy Sect, who had sealed off their mountains, were silent and sad while facing the twilight.
A cloud boat belonging to the Zhongzhou School traveled among the ocean of clouds illuminated by the setting sun. It was unclear when Ren Qianzhu had left Yimaozhai. Standing at the bow of the boat, he sighed.
Whoosh!!! The cloud boat broke through the ocean of clouds and arrived in the sky. Seven more cloud boats could be seen not far away. The light shields at the bow of the boats blocked the Chaotic Wind, which were dyed red by the setting sun.
The peaks of Aoyama could be vaguely seen up ahead.
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In the endless twilight, the people felt sad, relieved, and joyful, and so on.
The green curtain suddenly quivered slightly, as Shui Yue Nunnery uttered a faint "ah". It seemed that she had discovered something, feeling astonished.
The Immortal Tan lifted his head to look at the high sky, his eyes as calm as usual, as if he had known what would happen.
The patch of cloud and fog by his side suddenly drifted. Under the setting sun, the cloud and fog looked like a dancing flame, ready to burn everything in the world.
In the next moment, more and more people sensed the formidable energy descending from the high sky. They lifted their heads to look at it, and their faces turned ashen, their eyes full of terror.
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In the hermit peaks.
The Dead Dog looked at the wilderness on the other side in Silence, his eyes showing a hint of sadness.
The expression on Fang Jingtian's face was a bit bewildered.
Ada remained silent.
All of a sudden.
The Dead Dog lifted his head to look at the highest spot in the sky, his eyes displaying an unimaginably wild fighting intent.
His fighting intent hadn't been so strong even when he stared at the Unicorn in the clouds when the Sword Boat of Aoyama besieged the Cloud-Dream Mountain.
It was because he found that the person descending from the sky was much more powerful than the Unicorn, and he had never seen or even imagined such a powerful opponent.
Standing by the Green Sky Mirror, Qing 'er couldn't stop crying while thinking of the departure of Taiping. She didn't notice the change outside the hermit peaks.
Jing Jiu reached out his hand to wipe off the tears on her eyelashes, saying, "I have to go out to take care of something. I'll stay here. Don't leave."
There was a mountain range in the distance of the hermit peaks, with rocky cliffs leading to the Sword Jail.
All of a sudden, a dreadful creaking sound could be heard in the blue sky, followed by the quaking of the earth. The green mountain range was deformed!
A loud bang resounded!
The mountain range had disappeared, turning into a straight line.
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The endless twilight had vanished instantly.
The blue sky appeared in front of the crowd.
A hollow appeared at a distant and high place.
There was no whirlpool in the Thunder Region or any sign of a windstorm in the hollow. It was nothing but darkness, as if it could lead to another world.
A speck of light fell down slowly from the dark hollow.
The speck of light drifted down to the ground. Because of the distance, it looked a bit slow, giving off a feeling that it was as light as a feather, like a speck of dust.
Yet, such a tiny speck of light gave off an unimaginably powerful energy and an indescribable energy.
The people on the ground couldn't see what the speck of light was, but they could sense it clearly.
What kind of existence was it? How could it send its energy and energy through the Thunder Region and the Empty Realm to land on the ground so far away?
In fact, the fact that the speck of light could exist outside the Empty Realm and the Thunder Region was beyond everybody's imagination.
Even the figures in the Heavenly Arrival State who could travel freely in the Empty Realm could only enter the Thunder Region once in a while.
Outside the Thunder Region … wasn't it the world of the fairy men?!
The enormous energy and energy fell on Chaotian more and more clearly, in everyone's heart and on everything, including the air itself.
The strong wind whipped up, breaking countless green trees on the cliffs. Amid the flying sand and pebbles, the monkeys were running away, screaming in surprise.
Many Cultivation practitioners in a lower Cultivation state couldn't stay in the strong wind; they rode their swords to escape to various peaks.
If it were before, the Great Formation of Aoyama would have been activated automatically when it sensed such a powerful energy, and the Sword Formation would have been ready to confront the enemy. However … the Inherited Heaven Sword was destroyed, and so was the Sword Formation of Aoyama.
The speck of light dust drifted down to the ground. It seemed to be moving slowly, but it was actually moving at a high speed.
Many people had already guessed the origin of the speck of light dust, or its possible identity. Their faces were pale, their bodies trembling, and they couldn't utter a word.
A few moments later, the speck of light dust was closer to the ground.
This time, they were certain that its target was the peaks of Aoyama; but they didn't know which peak it would land on.
The strong wind grew more dreadful, like the Chaotic Wind in the Empty Realm. The Cultivation practitioners fled in all directions, many of them kneeling on the ground. Sensei didn't dare raise her head, trembling all over.
"It's the Shangde Peak!"
Nan Wang's cloth was torn open in two places by the strong wind, exposing her snow-white forearm.
She stared at the speck of light dust in the sky with narrowed eyes, showing no fear in her eyes, save for a crazy fighting intent.
Hearing this, the expression on Guangyuan Zhenren's face changed slightly.
A blood-red light suddenly illuminated the peaks of Aoyama.
It seemed as if the endless twilight had arrived again.
The Thoughtless Sword shot toward the sky as quickly as possible.
In the next moment, dozens of flying swords of Aoyama shot up one after another, heading toward the speck of light dust.
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