Chapter 2247 - An Lushans Soliloquy! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Wang Chong had made that attack?

He was that strong?

Had he been hiding it all this time?

An Lushan had an extremely ill foreboding.

And just a few moments later…

Crack!

A crisp crack came from his waist, and An Lushan looked down and instantly paled.

The black bone flute hanging from his belt had abruptly shattered into countless shards.

Genesis Supreme had granted him this black bone flute, and there was no reason for it to inexplicably explode, unless Genesis Supreme was…

An Lushan’s heart turned cold, like he had been dropped into an ice house.

He had never imagined that Wang Chong would be able to kill Genesis Supreme!

Run!

I have to get out of here!

An Lushan was like a frightened bird, and there was only one thought left in his mind.

He was truly afraid now.

Genesis Supreme’s death had made him feel unprecedented fear.

Bang!

An Lushan burned his Stellar Energy and fled northward as quickly as he could.

An Lushan had kept some power in reserve in case Genesis Supreme managed to kill Wang Chong, allowing him to go back and take back control over the situation, but now, even if he had to exhaust all his Stellar Energy, he did not dare to linger here.

An Lushan instinctively thought about one place.

Mount Yaluo!

The place of his birth, the source of his name.

Mount Yaluo was the mountain of the Turkic War God, and the meaning of his name was ‘Son of the War God’.

In the past, An Lushan would have scoffed at these words in disbelief, but the World Consciousness had appeared. He was the Child of the World, so why couldn’t he be the Son of the War God?

An Yaluoshan suddenly thought about his mother.

Before the war, he had secretly gone to see her, and she had passed down an oracle that said he would definitely succeed.

An Lushan had to find her and ask her why he had failed, whether there was some other interpretation of the oracle. Perhaps, just like some sovereigns in the history of the Central Plains, he needed to wait for his next chance, and it was only on this second try that he would succeed?

Besides that, An Lushan thought about the father he had yet to meet.

Genesis Supreme and his ilk had called themselves gods. They had lived for countless years and truly did possess divine abilities. Did that mean that the legendary Turkic War God had actually existed?

If he could find him, perhaps he really did have a chance at a resurgence.

This thought made An Lushan clench his teeth and run even faster.

As An Lushan was madly fleeing, a cold and callous voice came from far behind him. “An Lushan, do you really think you can escape?”

The madly fleeing An Lushan shivered and almost tripped over.

Wang Chong!

An Lushan’s panic reached its maximum!

How had he come so quickly?

Had he not been extremely careful while running, doing his utmost to minimize his energy signature? How had he been so quickly found?

The thick scent of death assailed him, and An Lushan’s eyes flew open in fear as he continued his mad flight to the north.

Wang Chong definitely hadn’t seen him!

He had to be pretending to try and flush him out.

Right, that had to be it!

He didn’t know that he was here!

This thought allowed An Lushan to muster his courage and continue his flight under the cover of the cold wave.

But An Lushan had only run a few thousand feet before he spotted an ice-covered hill ahead of him. Atop this mountain was a youthful figure that immediately made An Lushan stop breathing, his feet freezing as if he had been paralyzed.

Wang Chong!

Wang Chong had his hands behind his back and his side facing him. It was like he had been waiting for him for a long time.

An Lushan was shivering so badly that he almost collapsed to the ground.

“You’re finally here!”

Atop the hill, Wang Chong seemed to notice something and turned around, his emotionless eyes glaring at An Lushan with a loathing and hatred that could drown the heavens.

He had waited far too long for this moment.

From the moment he had been reborn, he had been waiting for this moment.

All he had done was so that he could stand in front of him like this.

“You still want to run?”

Wang Chong’s sharp eyes looked down at An Lushan as he spoke.