When time stopped, all things would stop.
Even the several hundred Angels on the other side of the crystal wall, slowly descending from the pillar of light, also stopped.
The rays of light pierced through their wings, transforming into countless thin threads in a beautiful sight.
Chen Changsheng could be said to be the person who thought about death the most in the world. This was because before that night in the Mausoleum of Books, he had been living in the shadow of death at every moment. Although he had later obtained his freedom, when he needed to, he could very quickly return to the past and easily make a decision.
When the three thousand swords flew back from the night sky and were about to pierce through his body, he truly believed himself to be dead.
On the spiritual plane, he was dead, but on the material plane, he was still alive.
There was a very fine line between life and death, and on this line was a very profound state. It could be understood as superposition, but it could also be understood as neither.
Entering this state was actually not difficult. Perhaps every life would enter this state once at the end of its life.
The problem was that once a life entered this state, it could no longer return to the state of existence. It could only move forward, into the endless abyss or above the sea of stars.
Only in the most extreme of circumstances would there be exceptions, like tonight.
These swords were all Chen Changsheng's swords. They were connected to his mind, and could even be said to coexist with him.
When Chen Changsheng entered this state, the swords naturally stopped.
Thus, he and the storm of swords entered a relatively stable and extremely sensitive state. Even time had temporarily stopped.
No one knew if he would die or live in the next moment.
The still world became a painting, or rather, a curtain.
Suddenly, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.
His eyes were so clean and bright, just like a mirror, reflecting all the details of the world, incomparably rich.
In the abyss on the other side of the demon flames, on the pitch-black cliff, a verdant weed suddenly sprouted.
Time was no longer still. The world once more began to come to life. Countless cries of alarm rose up, and then everything fell silent.
Everyone sensed that something had happened to Chen Changsheng's body.
The Tang Old Master, Wang Zhice, and the others had a more direct and accurate sense of this, because they had once had similar experiences.
Black Robe's complexion became extremely unsightly.
They could see the power of laws on Chen Changsheng's body.
Chen Changsheng had not completely comprehended this law, much less surpassed it.
However, that was the Law of Life and Death. It belonged to the category of time. Comprehending one percent of it was enough.
Enough to do what?
Chen Chang Sheng looked at the night sky.
Three thousand swords followed his line of sight, whistling through the air and entering the pillar of light.
The diameter of the light pillar was only a few feet. After the three thousand swords entered, it seemed to be a little crowded, looking like a carp moving forward in a narrow river.
Under the scouring of the light pillar, the bodies of those swords trembled incessantly, but they did not stop. They courageously moved in the opposite direction with all their might, as if they were going to transform into dragons in the next moment.
Sword and light constantly clashed, sending out countless shards of light. Like lava, they sprayed everywhere in the night sky, illuminating Xuelao City.
Seeing this scene, everyone finally confirmed their conjecture. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak.
An envious expression appeared on the Demon Lord's face.
Tang Thirty Six sat on the wheelchair and slapped his legs excitedly. He shouted happily, "Awesome! Awesome! "
He was indeed awesome.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Chang Sheng had stepped over the doorsill and entered the scenery.
The landscape was sacred territory.
Had there ever been an expert of the Divine Domain as young as him?
How old had Chen Xuanba been when he broke into the Divine?
No one knew the exact answer, and no one cared about this question at this time.
The first thing Chen Chang Sheng did upon stepping into the Divine Domain was to sever that pillar of light from the Sacred Light Continent. Could he do it?
"You think this is enough? Too naive! If it were possible, why do you think Wang Zhice would still be standing? "
Black Robe stared at Chen Chang Sheng and shouted.
Her voice had become extremely shrill, no longer as pleasant to listen to as before. Perhaps this was also a representation of her current mood.
But her words did not seem to be wrong.
The pillar of light was truly too powerful. The three thousand swords strove forward, trembling more and more violently as if they could drop at any moment like withered leaves.
Whether it was the Tang Old Master, Wang Zhice, Wang Po, or Xiao Zhang, none of them could help him.
The other end of this pillar of light was in his body. To sever the pillar of light was to sever his connection to the Sacred Light Continent.
From a certain perspective, he was fighting against himself.
Thus, it was only natural that this was his own battle.
Chen Chang Sheng ignored Black Robe. He calmly and attentively stared at the pillar of light. His gaze passed over the swords and fell upon the crystalline spatial wall.
The light grew brighter and brighter. He squinted and raised his left hand.
There were five stone pearls on his wrist, each stone pearl a Heavenly Tome Monolith.
Xu Yourong believed that he wanted to use the Heavenly Tome Monoliths to meet the enemy and was prepared to give her five to him, but she realized that he had no such intentions.
The five Heavenly Tome Monoliths appeared in the Demon Hall. They did not form an array, nor did they isolate Chen Chang Sheng from the outside world.
To be more precise, they were randomly placed in the positions of four Heavenly Tome Monoliths. The position of the last Heavenly Tome Monolith had clearly been carefully chosen. It was to his right.
Wang Zhice was extremely familiar with this Heavenly Tome Monolith, because it was the one he had placed in the Lingyan Pavilion.
He did not know what Chen Chang Sheng wanted to do.
No one knew, not even Xu Yourong.
Zhizhi sensed the summons from her sea of consciousness and walked to Chen Chang Sheng's side, her face perplexed as to what was going on.
After doing this, Chen Chang Sheng's right hand gripped the hilt of his sword.
No one knew what Chen Chang Sheng was preparing to do, nor did anyone sense anything. Shockingly, the Archangel on the other side of the transparent mirror of light seemed to sense an intense danger even though it was still millions of li away from the Central Continent. A vigilant expression appeared on its indifferent and unconscious face as it retreated.
"Are you ready?"
No one knew who Chen Chang Sheng was asking.
From the Heavenly Tome Monolith to his right, Luoluo's somewhat perplexed voice suddenly came out. "Teacher, is that you? What's the matter? "
Chen Chang Sheng replied, "It's nothing. It's fine as long as you're here."
He unsheathed the Stainless Sword and slashed at the night sky.
A dense sword intent rose up.
The three thousand swords roused themselves and howled once more, charging at the end of the pillar of light. They were unending and unending, transforming into a massive sword.
This sword was truly incomparably massive. From the Demon Palace on the ground, it reached the night sky, piercing through the heavens and the earth!
Chen Chang Sheng wanted to use this massive sword to sever this pillar of light!
That indifferent and condescending feeling of being observed once more appeared in everyone's minds.
Everyone could vaguely guess that God had probably opened his eyes once more, even though he might not have any.
It seemed like Chen Chang Sheng's sword had already threatened the plan of the Angel army's descent.
An indescribable pressure came from a distant world, piercing through the crystal wall of space and falling upon the massive sword.
The night sky resounded with an extremely unpleasant sound of friction and bending metal.
Chen Chang Sheng's face was pale, but his eyes were even calmer.
Zhizhi stared in a daze at him in the pillar of light, not knowing what she should do.
Luoluo's anxious voice came from the Heavenly Tome Monolith. "Teacher! Teacher! Are you okay? Say something! "
The sounds of friction and bending metal gradually faded away.
The massive sword was still holding up against the descending pillar of light!
Chen Chang Sheng had held!
Such a powerful sword!
On the snowy plains, Su Li's heaven-shaking sword was only at this level!
No matter how talented Chen Chang Sheng was in the path of the sword and could be considered a grandmaster, he was still young and had only just broken into the Divine. How could he use such a powerful sword?
No one could understand.
Wang Zhice suddenly thought of an extremely ancient Daoist scripture and fell into deep thought.
He gazed at the perplexed, anxious, and bewildered Zhizhi outside the pillar of light and quietly thought, This is the Azure Dragon.
Then he turned to the black Heavenly Tome Monolith and thought, This is the White Tiger.
Finally, he turned to Xu Yourong and thought, This is the Phoenix.
From their positions, she was rather far from Chen Chang Sheng, making it impossible to see anything special about her.
"The Azure Dragon to the left, the White Tiger to the right, the Phoenix … in the heart."
Wang Zhice's eyes brightened as he sighed, "Formidable."
A sword that even he admired was naturally formidable to the extreme.
But this sword was still only able to enter a stalemate with the pillar of light from the Sacred Light Continent.
Two unimaginably powerful Qis, separated by millions of li, were battling in space.
"You can't succeed! That's insubstantial light! How can you sever it! "
Black Robe stared at Chen Chang Sheng's face and shrieked, "Only if your true body can travel millions of li away and sever the source of the pillar of light!"
Sometimes, a prophecy could become a prophecy, but the process of calculation and deduction had been concealed.
Black Robe was most skilled at calculation and deduction.
When she said those words, it was highly likely that she had subconsciously feared that such a thing would happen, though not even she had sensed it.
Thus, such a thing really did happen.
A sword glow flitted through the night sky.
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(Three years ago, when I first wrote the book, I did not foresee the scene of the Azure Dragon on the left and the White Tiger on the right. It was because I first wrote about Luoluo and then Zhizhi, so this possibility very naturally appeared. Two years ago, a reader pointed it out, and then I've always been thinking about when I should have this large-scale oil painting appear before everyone's eyes. It's just that after thinking it over, I ultimately chose the smallest stage and the most cautious display. It's fine to just laugh with everyone. After all, it's not the main plot.)
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