The stone pearl seemed very ordinary, and there was nothing special about the seal.
Only an extraordinary expert of the Divine Domain could clearly sense the violent energy contained within it, enough to overturn the world.
Ever since he had infiltrated the Garden of Zhou many years ago, that seal had always been tied to the Demon Lord's waist, so he was extremely experienced in this. Thus, he could conclude that the Garden of Zhou had fallen into Chen Changsheng's hands, but he temporarily could not understand how Chen Changsheng could use that stone pearl at his level of cultivation.
It had to be known that even with his profound cultivation, he still had to carefully deal with it, so how could Chen Changsheng do it?
Another three stone pearls flew out of the darkness.
The world on the Demon Lord's face was suddenly covered in a blizzard, making it seem incomparably somber.
With a thought, the position of the seal in the night sky began to subtly change. A breeze began to blow.
The Demon Lord's Qi, as deep as the darkness, became abnormally open and honorable, like a divine being.
The position of the seal and the change in his Qi fell on the bodies of the four stone pearls. This was contact, as well as inquiry, communication.
The violent Qi in the three stone pearls also gradually calmed down.
The stone pearls and seal floated in the night sky, reflecting the starlight and faintly glowing. They seemed like real stars.
Their positions were motionless, seemingly eternal and unchanging, just like a star chart.
Even this was possible? Chen Changsheng's mind was stunned by this sight. He felt the oncoming night wind grow even colder, even somewhat bone-chilling.
"Back then, when I was observing the star charts in the Mausoleum of Books, I comprehended the wonders of fixing the stars. I didn't think that after more than a thousand years, I would have the chance to use it for the first time."
When he thought of those past events, even the Demon Lord felt emotional. As he gazed at the stone pearls and seal in the night sky, he seemed to see the future.
The Heavenly Tome Monoliths that Chen Changsheng had obtained in the Garden of Zhou were unquestionably his strongest and final trump card, but they had now been broken. In a little while, he would drink all of Chen Changsheng's true blood and obtain so many Heavenly Tome Monoliths. He was confident that the injuries that had entangled him for a thousand years would be healed in a single day, and he might even break through in cultivation.
Then he would return to Xuelao City, kill all those traitors, strike his unfilial son into the abyss, and then ascend to the throne. He would lead the army south, pass through Tianliang, enter the capital, break Mount Li, and reach the Southern Sea. He would unite the continent, build countless ships, sail through the Eastern Sea, and descend on the Great Western Continent. He would become the true master of the world!
Finally … he would lead the allied forces of the three races on an expedition, sweeping through the entire Saint Great Light Continent with a mighty momentum, accomplishing an unprecedented feat!
Countless scenes flitted through the Demon Lord's eyes. His tyrannical aura gradually grew, the corners of his lips perked up in extreme delight.
He waved his sleeves at the other side of the darkness and easily struck down the last dozens of swords.
At this moment, he thought he was about to see the best ending, but he never thought he would see a pair of eyes first.
It was Chen Chang Sheng's eyes, bright and calm, serious and focused. There was no despair to be seen, not even a hint of defeat.
Chen Changsheng did not remain where he was and wait for his defeat. From the moment he attacked, he had already left the ground and was charging at the Demon Lord.
Behind the three thousand swords piercing through the heavens and earth was the Heavenly Tome Monolith, and behind the Heavenly Tome Monolith was his person. He held no sword in his hand, but a letter.
A tear had already been torn in the letter.
Upon seeing this letter, the Demon Lord's pupils constricted as an intense wariness welled up in his heart.
Tonight, his strength was not at its peak. He was not invincible, but he was still powerful. His level of cultivation and awareness had always been at the highest level of the world.
There were only a handful of people that could make him instinctively wary.
The Great Western Continent had one.
White Emperor City had two.
The capital now only had one.
Where had this letter come from? And whose hand was it?
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The most famous letter in the history of the continent was the one between the Demon Grand Scholar Tungus and the Pope of the Human race countless years ago. These two most intelligent figures in the world disregarded the blood feud and enmity between the Human race and the Demon race. In these letters, they discussed many important questions and then published them to the world.
Whether it was the Council of Elders in Xuelao City or the Imperial household in the capital, they were all deeply concerned and wanted to object, but no one dared to show it, as their statuses were too high. At the time, there was no Great Zhou Dynasty and the Daoist faith was still the Orthodoxy. The Pope possessed immense prestige and authority, and Tungus was the teacher of several generations of Demon Lords.
What followed was that declaration demanding the Heavenly Sea that had spread far and wide in the world after the bloody incident of the Orthodox Academy twenty years ago.
Although it was a declaration, it could also be considered a letter written to the world by the Chen Imperial clan and the Orthodoxy's conservative faction.
In the last few years, the most famous were naturally the letters Su Li had left behind before taking the Holy Maiden to the other continent. A letter had killed and heavily injured several elders of the Longevity Sect, broken the sect's great array, and severed a secret path of retreat. A letter had severed Zhu Luo's arm in the Myriad Willows Garden outside Hanqiu City. A letter had spread through the Orthodox Academy about Chen Changsheng's sword intent, had forced back another Storms of the Eight Directions, Wuqiong Bi, and had even fought a battle with the Tianhai Divine Empress' Wooden Hairpin Little Phoenix in the night sky of the capital.
Other than Su Li who had written the letter, Xu Yourong who had delivered the letter, and a few people from the Orthodox Academy, no one knew that Su Li had actually left four letters to the world.
Three of the letters had already been torn open and used, while the last letter had always been hidden in Chen Changsheng's bosom.
He had not used it in the Mausoleum of Books, because between the Divine Empress and the Pope, he did not know what to do. Moreover, even if he had used it, he would not have been able to change the situation. He had not used it in killing Zhou Tong because he was confident. Moreover, this letter was far too important and unique. Using it on Zhou Tong was far too wasteful. The only time he had almost used this letter was when Eunuch Lin had entered the Orthodox Academy determined to kill, and on that night … his teacher Shang Xingzhou had arrived in the snowstorm.
Tonight, his opponent was no ordinary person, but the Demon Lord.
Against this legend, even legend, Chen Changsheng did not have any hopes of getting lucky. Without hesitation, he used all his techniques.
The sword in the Garden of Zhou, the monolith in the Mausoleum of Books, and this letter from Mount Li.
The letter suddenly tore to shreds. An invisible sword intent soared up and penetrated the stars.
The starlight was suddenly severed and the sword intent returned to its true form, stabbing straight at the Demon Lord.
A soft crack resounded through the night sky.
It was like water had been cut in two, like clouds had been cut in two, like the sky had been cut in two.
That landscape had been cut in two.
That world had been cut in two.
That part of the darkness had been cut in two.
The layers of mist that had shrouded the Demon Lord's face for countless years had been forcefully cut apart by that fierce sword intent.
It truly appeared between the heavens and the earth.
His iron brows that suddenly rose like inky mountains.
His eagle eyes that were as cold as a deep pool.
The Demon Lord brought his palms together.
It was like two mountains that had sat on opposite sides of a river for countless years had come together.
The sword intent that Su Li had left behind had been caught in between.
A straight and distinct wound had appeared on the Demon Lord's face.
It was between the inky mountains, between the deep pools.
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(So tired … just now, I saw that I've already been updating for nine days. I hope that I can also hold on tomorrow and break through. But I've never done it half-heartedly, and I've even written it more seriously than I did in the past few years. Just like I said to everyone last year, before I upload it, I'll edit it whenever I have time. Yesterday, I looked at the plot of the Grand Examination and realized that there were many broken words and passages that could have been deleted. Now, I've written it much cleaner. No matter what, progress is always a good thing. Everyone, work hard.)
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