Under the gloomy twilight, the monster tide was like a black ocean. In front of the black ocean stood five demon experts. There was an even larger shadow in the sky, as if it was the reflection of the black ocean.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong stood on the stone platform in front of the main entrance of the mausoleum. Separated by several thousand zhang along the divine path, they looked at this magnificent and terrifying scene. They looked at the black piece of wood in the hands of the girl at the very front that emitted countless rays of light. They knew that their previous calculations were correct. The Soul Pivot was in front of the Obsidian Sarcophagus, but the Soul Wood was in the hands of the demons.
Xu Yourong said with some regret, "I have cultivated the Dao since I was young, but I believe that the Dao cannot be followed. The so-called calculations are only to talk about human affairs. From the looks of it now, you and I can only leave it to fate."
Chen Changsheng looked at the black ocean in front of the mausoleum and the shadow in the sky. He said, "I believe in fate, but I don't believe that fate can decide everything."
When he said this, he was very serious and also very calm. Only the final word 'matter' trembled a little, indicating that he was still somewhat nervous. He composed himself and continued, "The Soul Wood really is in the hands of the demons. No wonder we did not encounter any monsters on our way to the Mausoleum of Zhou, but … these demons clearly could have commanded monsters to kill us a long time ago, so why didn't they do so, and instead helped us clear the path?"
Xu Yourong said, "Last time when we passed by that patch of autumn reeds, they said that the greatest possibility was that they needed us to help them guide the way."
From this, it could be seen that in the eyes of the demons, the location of the Mausoleum of Zhou was at least far more important than their lives. Why were the demons searching for the Mausoleum of Zhou? What was inside that they absolutely had to obtain? No matter how they thought about it, it should be the Halving Blade Technique carved on the walls of the Obsidian Sarcophagus. Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong glanced at each other.
Now that the Halving Blade Technique had been destroyed, only by combining the words and pictures that they had memorized in their minds could the blade technique reappear.
Using this to threaten the demons in exchange for a way out? He used his eyes to inquire.
"It's useless." Xu Yourong looked at the cold eyes of the girl at the bottom of the divine path and shook her head.
The Phoenix and the Peacock were fated rivals. The meeting of the two geniuses of different races in the Garden of Zhou was what gave rise to so many stories.
In that decisive, or even bitter, battle at the peak of Sunset Valley, no matter what kind of terrifying strength Nanke displayed, she calmly responded, concealing her victory. Even when the zither-playing old man entered the battle at the end, causing her to be heavily injured and fall into the abyss, the instant she was about to enter a desperate situation, her bloodline underwent a second awakening. She sprouted a pair of pure white wings and broke through the night sky.
If it were not for the fact that she had to save Chen Changsheng, in this battle, she would undoubtedly be the victor, as long as she could leave the Garden of Zhou alive. However, the current her, although her life was temporarily not in danger, she was still weak and exhausted. She simply did not have the strength to continue fighting, while Nanke had clearly recovered to her original state. She was as powerful as she was at the peak of Sunset Valley, perhaps even more tyrannical.
Should I regret it? She probably regretted it. She looked at Chen Chang Sheng calmly and didn't say anything.
Chen Changsheng did not know that she was looking at him, because he was currently staring at the black ocean in front of the mausoleum.
The black ocean was composed of thousands upon thousands of monsters. Countless powerful and bloody Qis soared into the sky, as if they wanted to tear open the sky above the plains.
In the monster tide, there were gray Flood Dragons, demon vultures, and many other monsters with Qis so powerful that his spiritual sense could not detect them, not to mention the terrifying shadow in the sky behind him.
If the monsters in the plains from all directions began to attack, this black ocean could directly submerge the mausoleum. Let alone him, even those powerful Divine Generals at the peak of Star Condensation, or even Saints at the Saint realm could only avoid them. Unless Zhou Dufu was revived, who could resist such a terrifying monster tide with their own strength?
However, whether it was because Zhou Dufu's Qi remained in the mausoleum, or because it was controlled by the black wood that emitted countless rays of light, although the monster tide was a little restless, especially the gray Flood Dragons and demon vultures that had many of their comrades killed by Xu Yourong before, constantly emitted mournful cries, they still remained ten li away from the mausoleum. They did not take a single step closer.
The black ocean was a curtain, and a gorgeous stream of light was drawn on it.
Seeing this scene, Chen Changsheng thought of the unforgettable encounter in the lake several dozen days ago. His pupils constricted slightly, and the hand that held the hilt of his sword subconsciously tightened.
The stream of light instantly passed through the seemingly endless divine path, and arrived at the center of the several hundred zhang tall mausoleum. It arrived in the air in front of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
Beautiful and agile wings of light lightly flapped in the dusky light. Between the wings of light were two beautiful women that seemed to be one.
Their brows were both extremely beautiful, but their appearance and temperament were extremely different. It could even be said that they were polar opposites. One was dignified, one was charming. One had flowing eyes, and was amorous, like a beauty from the Flower Kingdom. The other had quiet and gentle eyes, and was pure and pleasant, like a daughter of a noble family. Standing side by side, they gave off an extremely great visual and spiritual impact.
If Chen Changsheng was a little older, perhaps he would be able to understand this kind of temptation, but he was not even fifteen years old. Moreover, he was wholeheartedly cultivating the Dao to seek longevity, so he had never considered such matters. In his eyes, these two women were still the terrifying witches that had almost killed him in the lake.
Xu Yourong said, "They are Nanke's two wings, or two maids. One is called Hua Cui, and the other is Ning Qiu."
This was the first time Chen Changsheng had heard of their names. He was slightly startled, and when he looked at them again, there were some other emotions in his gaze.
As he chatted with Xu Yourong along the way, he knew that Xu Yourong's two wings were indeed spiritual bodies that the Candle Shadow Shaman Tribe had used some method to create. They had a spiritual sense and self-awareness, but they had to listen to their master's orders for the rest of their lives. Their life and death were not in their control. With just a thought from their master, they would be annihilated and die.
Now that he heard these two names, he did not like them. Hua Cui? Ning Qiu? These were the most common names and origins of servant girls. They gave people a feeling that they were timid and lowly, and that they could not live happily. Of course, he knew that these names were definitely not chosen by them. What he did not like was the demon princess who had bestowed them with these names, and who could control their life and death.
Nanke's two maids served their master every day, so how could they not see the meaning in his eyes?
Hua Cui was the charming beauty with an extremely soft waist and soft eyes. Her pair of watery eyes looked at Chen Changsheng, and with an extremely soft voice, she said, "Truly a child who knows how to love others."
Ning Qiu was the beautiful and dignified young lady from a noble family, but she did not like the sympathy or even pity in his eyes. She thought to herself, that day by the lake, you almost died at our hands, yet you actually sympathize with our master for controlling our lives and deaths. How laughable, how disrespectful.
With a sliver of anger, she charged towards the stone platform.
"Aiyo! What are you in such a hurry for! I haven't even talked to him yet! "
Hua Cui was brought to the stone platform by her. She spoke in a somewhat flustered manner, and seemed to be in a flurry. However, her fingertips were already emitting a faint green light. It was extremely treacherous.
With a hissing sound, countless specks of green light appeared in the air in front of the high platform of the mausoleum, densely covering the area like stars.
The green light was the poison of the Peacock Plume. Once it entered the flesh, death was inevitable.
When they were fighting by the lake, they had tried everything they could think of, but they were still unable to pierce through Chen Changsheng's skin. Now that they were still attacking like this, they must definitely be hiding some other methods.
Xu Yourong quietly watched this scene. Her right hand held the longbow, and her fingers lightly tapped the smooth and ancient body of the bow in a certain rhythm. She was prepared to act at any time when Chen Changsheng could not react.
At this moment, she truly did not have any ability to fight, but she could at least use the Tong Bow to block an attack from the enemy. Chen Changsheng did not give her this opportunity. He took a step forward with his right foot, and the sole of his shoe created a splash on the stone platform. His strength moved from his waist to his shoulder, and then to his wrist. The dagger turned into a perfectly straight line, piercing towards the edge of the stone platform!
With a crisp crack, the air around the edge of the stone platform seemed to have been directly pierced through by his dagger.
What was even more miraculous was that in the surroundings of the perfectly straight line that his dagger had pierced out, countless pure white snowflakes suddenly condensed in the air. These snowflakes were at least ten times larger than the snowflakes that were naturally formed. They were beautiful and concrete.
The snowflakes drifted down, and just happened to envelop the pair of light wings.
The two maids within the wings of light, in terms of individual battle prowess, were both at the upper level of Ethereal Opening, the same as him. After combining, their battle prowess had increased by countless times, which was why they had not given Chen Changsheng any chance that day by the lake. Today, in order to show off in front of their master, they had even secretly prepared other methods. However, they did not think that all of their follow-up methods would be broken by Chen Changsheng's dagger before they could even be used.
The dagger that Chen Changsheng used had not appeared on the continent for at least a decade. It had only appeared once in the Grand Examination two months ago, so no one recognized it.
He used the Orthodox Academy's Toppling Mountain Staff.
In terms of sword speed, the Orthodox Academy's Toppling Mountain Staff could not compare to the Heavenly Academy's Sword of Hithering Light. In terms of sword force, the Orthodox Academy's Toppling Mountain Staff could not compare to the Three Swords of Wen Shui, nor could it compare to the Li Shan Sword Sect's Wind and Rain Great Swords. However, the Toppling Mountain Staff was a staff technique that the teachers of the Orthodox Academy used to educate students who violated the rules. The most important thing about it was the word 'reason'.
His dagger seemed unreasonable, but it was actually very reasonable. The reason was the Black Frost cold qi on the dagger, and the tens of thousands of snowflakes drifting down from above the stone platform.
Nanke's two maids were too fast, so fast that even using the Yeshi Step was meaningless. Moreover, the area of the stone platform was too small, inconvenient to use, and he had no way of fighting with them in the air. Therefore, he had to restrict their speed, and control this battle within a relatively small space.
At the same time, the Orthodox Academy's Toppling Mountain Staff also relied on the word 'strict'.
Strict meant not being flexible. You … cannot avoid it!
These two words were the heart of Chen Changsheng's dagger.
Together with the Black Frost cold qi, this dagger could be said to be extremely cold.
The snowflakes fell, and touched the faint green light. In an instant, the green light became incomparably dark.
The cold sword energy took advantage of the situation, and pierced straight at the two girls in the wings of light.
In the air in front of the mausoleum's stone platform, a strange cry filled with anger and unwillingness suddenly rang out.
The wings of light moved quickly, and the snowflakes were fanned away. In an instant, they retreated several dozen zhang away.
Hua Cui and Ning Qiu's faces were pale.
A stream of fresh blood slowly flowed down from between their bodies.
Looking at Chen Changsheng, who was standing at the edge of the stone platform with his sword in hand, their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
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(Yesterday, I drove a thousand kilometers home. Although I'm tired, I'm actually very satisfied. There will be a second chapter today, but I really can't guarantee that I can write it before seven o 'clock. When I write it, I'll update it.)
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