Under the command of Military Advisor Black Robe, Xuelao City's intelligence network was extremely efficient. The events of South Stream Temple's closing ceremony had long ago been recorded in extremely detailed dossiers. The dossiers even included the painting of a painter from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets who had defected.
The Demon Lord had personally seen this painting, seen those two dazzling sword glows, but he still believed that the descriptions in the dossiers were too exaggerated. Only today, when he saw these two sword glows with his own eyes, did he realize that reality was even more exaggerated than the descriptions in the dossiers.
The Angel calmly gazed at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
Golden blood slowly dripped down from its broken white wings.
Its expression was still indifferent, but its eyes had already turned serious.
It had not expected that these two young humans would be able to block a full-powered attack from its spear of light.
What truly made it wary were Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's sword intents.
Those two fused sword intents were still not enough to defeat it, but there was something hidden within that made it feel an unprecedented unease.
It made it even more uneasy than the string of stone pearls on Chen Changsheng's wrist.
Just what was that dry and cold Qi that rose from the yellow sand to the sky, that aura that seemed capable of destroying all things?
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The Angel possessed unimaginably vast knowledge, because it had lived for an extremely long time and also possessed the Eye of the Saint bestowed upon it by God.
Thus, it could foresee the terrifying aspects of those stone pearls, even recognize Chen Changsheng's three attacks, see through the sword slashes, and directly break them.
But it did not know what that aura revealed when Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's swords joined together was.
That aura was destruction, originating from the long-lost Halving Blade Style. To be more precise, it was Burning the World.
The Halving Blade Style was Zhou Dufu's supreme technique.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's swords joined together originated from the Halving Blade Style they had cultivated in the Mausoleum of Zhou and the Mausoleum of Books.
When their sword glows descended, they naturally carried some of the powerful will that Zhou Dufu had used to oppose the entire world, even daring to destroy it.
In the face of this will and Qi, even experts of the Divine from the other continent would feel fear.
Zhou Dufu was the supreme expert beneath the starry sky.
Both the Central Continent and the Sacred Light Continent were beneath the starry sky.
The Angel took in a deep breath.
With this breath, the air around the entire courtyard began to dance wildly.
His naked chest and abdomen rose slowly before falling back down.
The sounds of wind and thunder could be vaguely heard.
He raised his spear of light and aimed it at Chen Chang Sheng and Xu You Rong.
Fear stemmed from the fact that his long life was threatened, and this would stimulate his endless desire to kill.
This was the instinct of life, even if he was a servant of God.
The Angel had decided to kill Chen Changsheng and Xu You Rong, using its strongest move, even if it would worsen its injuries.
He could not allow these two young humans to continue growing.
Chen Chang Sheng could feel the terrifying pressure coming from the spear of light even from a distance of several tens of feet.
He did not intend to retreat, because the Angel was simply too fast. Even if Xu Yourong could keep up, he could not.
He raised his left hand and aimed at the spear of light.
The stone bead, which had already returned to his wrist, began to spin, emitting popping sounds.
This voice sounded very soft, but in fact, it contained the power of countless years.
The thousand-some sword glows scattered through the night sky pierced through the air and quietly hovered around him and Xu Yourong.
The South Stream Temple sword array had been completed once more, and with the Heavenly Tome Monoliths as its foundation, Chen Changsheng was confident that he could resist the Angel's attack, at least for a few moments.
As long as he could buy a few moments, he and Xu Yourong could attack.
He was confident that Xu Yourong understood his meaning, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that she did not move and lightly shook her head.
They could not continue fighting here, or else too many people would die.
The priests outside the courtyard were not protected by the Li Palace's grand array, so they would assuredly be jolted to death by the shockwaves of the battle.
And how many demi-human civilians in White Emperor City would die?
Chen Changsheng glanced at her and knew what she was thinking.
He had no objection to this.
"Let's go."
Chen Changsheng said.
Xu Yourong extended her left hand and grabbed his collar.
He was much taller than Xu Yourong, but she effortlessly grabbed him. She seemed very practiced, as if she had done this many times before.
There was a loud bang.
Yellow sand madly danced and cold winds blew.
White wings would occasionally appear and then vanish.
Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng left.
A hole was punched through the clouds in the night sky.
The Li Palace's grand array very naturally opened a path.
The Angel in the night sky that was resisting the Li Palace's grand array was also too late to stop it.
Golden blood no longer dripped, but the white severed feathers were striking on the ground.
The Angel raised its head to the sky, confusion in its eyes.
It did not understand why these two young humans had chosen this method of battle.
As a servant of God, it was innately capable of using the laws of the world.
Even the fastest expert on the continent could not surpass him in terms of speed.
Confusion only lasted for a moment.
Countless rays of light illuminated the night sky.
Another hole appeared in the night sky.
The wings flapped in the wind.
The answer also drifted in the wind.
The Angel transformed into a stream of water and began to pursue that place.
The courtyard returned to silence.
The Demon Lord walked out of the darkness and raised his head to look at the clouds in the night sky, at the two holes in the clouds that were slowly closing.
"I'm truly jealous."
He sighed, "I want nothing more than for your hair to turn white in one night, but I also don't want you to grow old. What should I do?"
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Only half of the courtyard was shrouded in darkness.
Not far from the ground, it was bathed in the clear and bright light.
All of White Emperor City could see the abnormality in the sky.
These were two dazzling lines of fire.
At the front of these two lines of fire, one could faintly make out the flapping of pure white wings.
The demi-human civilians were so shocked by this sight that they were speechless. Some of them believed that they had seen a god and began to kowtow.
The two lines of fire seemed to be moving slowly, but they were actually extending with incredible speed, chasing each other.
In a few seconds, the two lines of fire had entered the higher clouds.
The clouds exuded boundless light as if they were on the verge of burning.
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The frigid winds buffeted against one's face at high speeds like icy blades.
The flapping of the wings compressed the air with unimaginable speed, causing thunderous booms.
Xu Yourong brought Chen Changsheng into the sky, into the depths of the clouds. All around them was a vast expanse of white.
Without experience, it was very easy to lose one's sense of direction, and one might even crash into the hard earth.
Xu Yourong naturally did not have this problem.
Chen Changsheng had many experiences riding cranes, so he was also very calm.
Perhaps because the air was gradually thinning, or perhaps because the clouds were thickening, the surroundings suddenly grew quiet.
Chen Changsheng turned to Xu Yourong.
The sunlight pierced through the thick clouds, scattering into gentle rays of light that fell on her face. It was an indescribably beautiful sight.
The beauty here did not refer to the world of light and shadow.
It referred to her picturesque face and the crystalline beads of sweat at her temples.
Chen Changsheng suddenly asked, "Do you often fly with someone?"
Xu Yourong glanced at him, confused as to why he was asking this question. (To be continued.)
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