The darkness descended, descending upon Chen Changsheng's head.
Countless sword glows lit up, moving back and forth in the darkness as if they wanted to cut everything into pieces.
No one knew whether the darkness would be cut down or the sword glows would be destroyed. In truth, there was no result.
Because, extremely suddenly, in this ruined garden that was filled with cold snow and frost, an astonishingly powerful explosion occurred. Boom!
It was like that star in the extreme north had truly become a shooting star.
It was like that shooting star had truly crashed to the ground.
It had crashed here.
The earth quaked uneasily. Mud and ice were thrown into the air as a dark green light flickered in and out of existence like a bolt of lightning.
Two straight and clear sword slashes appeared in the darkness, one horizontal and one vertical, like a cross that was slowly fading away.
This explosion and these two sword slashes had both come from Nanke.
She stood under several winter willows, her hands gripping those two ridiculously long Southern Cross Swords as she stared at the nearby Demon Lord.
A trickle of blood dripped from the corner of her lips. Her petite body was covered in the terrifying burn marks of demon Qi. It was clear that she had suffered very heavy injuries.
The Demon Lord's face was pale and the mangled wound on his chest had deepened, a dark green light flashing within.
He had also suffered significant injuries, and he had also been poisoned by the Peacock Plume.
No one had expected Nanke to suddenly attack, and even more unexpected was that she would attack the Demon Lord.
Chen Changsheng had also not expected that she was not acting as he had imagined.
The Demon Lord stared into Nanke's eyes, his slightly hoarse voice unable to conceal his shock and anger. "Have you gone mad?"
In these last two years, Nanke had been fleeing with her father. From this aspect, she and the young Demon Lord were naturally irreconcilable enemies, but the Demon race was a world where the strong were revered. Tonight, the previous Demon Lord had died, and before his death, he had acknowledged the current Demon Lord's position. The general situation was set. As a member of the Demon race, especially a member of the Imperial clan, she had no reason to continue opposing the Demon Lord. It could not be forgotten that the Demon Lord was her elder brother and Black Robe was her teacher.
The Demon Lord suppressed his emotions and said to her, "Of all the sisters, I love you the most. You should be well aware that after the chaos of Xuelao City, all the sisters are still alive. I did not even kill them, much less harm you, but … why must you oppose me?"
Nanke's expression was still wooden, as if she was not the one who had acted, but the words she spoke were extremely like the snow of Xuelao City, cold and firm.
"My sisters are still alive, but you killed all the men. In your eyes, this is benevolence and love, but in my eyes, this is pity and contempt, because in your eyes, we women are very weak, and we pose no threat to your throne. "
"That's what I hate the most about you."
Nanke said these words to the Demon Lord, and also to her father on the snowy ground. She gazed at her father's crystal-like corpse and said with an extremely complex emotion, "Father, so you never thought about letting me lead the Divine race."
The gap between her eyes was still a little wide, and her gaze was still a little dull, but it was able to show incomparably complex emotions. This was because her voice was trembling slightly, her lips were also trembling slightly, and perhaps her demonic heart was also trembling slightly.
"When I was very young, I revealed the talent of the Surpassing Bird bloodline. You were very happy at the time and would bring me to every banquet. Later on, Xu Yourong proved that her talent was better than mine. From that point on, you no longer liked me. I always believed that it was because you were preparing to raise me into your successor and rule the Divine race in the future, but you realized that I was too weak, unable to bear this responsibility, so you were disappointed. "
Nanke gazed at the dead Demon Lord and continued, "I did not want to disappoint you, so I worked very hard to make myself stronger. I suffered untold hardships to become a disciple of the Military Advisor, I entered the Garden of Zhou to kill Xu Yourong, I did many things … Even after Teacher and the others betrayed you, I did not abandon you. I risked the destruction of my body and soul, endured the pain of ten thousand nights devouring my body, and rescued you from the bottom of the abyss. I believed that by doing this, I could prove to you that I was strong and loyal, that you would like me once more, value me, but in the end …"
She raised her head to the dim star in the north and indifferently said, "In the end, you were still not willing to glance at me."
Only tonight, only at this moment, did the young Demon Lord realize that his younger sister actually had such thoughts. Although she had the innate bloodline of the Surpassing Bird, although she was extremely talented, her fighting intent so strong that it was difficult to find in the snowy region, although she seemed foolish, she was actually extremely intelligent, but …
"In the end, you are still a woman," the Demon Lord harshly said.
He believed that this was one of the reasons why his father had never considered letting Nanke inherit the throne.
"Who says that a woman can't be the Demon Lord?"
Nanke drew back her gaze and looked into the young Demon Lord's eyes.
Her eyes were still somewhat lifeless, but they were also faintly tinged with fervor, as if something was burning deep within them.
"Is Tianhai not a woman? Do you dare to say that you will do better than her in the future? "
No one could answer this question.
Not even the Demon Lord could say anything that went against his heart.
Nanke continued, "Since women can also be women, why did Teacher choose you, and why did Father choose you?"
The Demon Lord gazed at her silhouette in silence for a very long time, and then he smiled.
"Because I am stronger than you, and my Divine race pays particular attention to the strong, so Teacher and Imperial Father ultimately chose me."
Nanke looked into his eyes, her voice somewhat mechanical. "If I kill you, I will naturally be able to prove that I am stronger than you."
The Demon Lord's expression remained calm. "You will die. Even if I let you win by some fluke, who can you prove it to?"
"Although he can no longer see it, I still want to try."
The Southern Cross Swords in Nanke's hands tilted forward like two spears about to pierce through the darkness.
The furious howling of the wind instantly swallowed up all conversation. Green rays of light represented the trajectory of wings in the darkness.
The darkness suffused with a thick Demon Qi and the starlight slashed out by the Southern Cross Swords clashed in the snowy valley.
In an extremely short amount of time, the Demon Lord and Nanke exchanged several dozen blows before separating once more.
The Demon Lord was still standing, golden blood spreading through his abdomen, but he did not totter, seeming to be particularly powerful.
Nanke collapsed on the cracked earth of the lake. Propping herself up with one hand, she found it very difficult to stand.
The Demon Lord had clearly won, but there was no pride on his face. On the contrary, it was very solemn.
"So your soul has awakened a second time … no wonder you could leave the abyss."
Nanke said nothing. She only stared at the golden blood flowing through his body.
In this exchange, she had suffered even more severe injuries. A crack had appeared on her right wing.
Indistinct weeping could be heard from this crack.
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