Way Of Choices Chapter 207 - The Battle Amidst The Snowstorm (1/2)

Chapter 207 – The Battle amidst the Snowstorm

After hearing these words, the surroundings of the rock plateau became incomparably silent

Everyone there understood that ang Po had entered the Mausoleum of Books to view theany longer would be throwing his life away However, he ended up like many others ere reluctant to leave As a result, he wanted to try the shortcut However, in the end, he ended up standing behind the line for a night before turning around and leaving the mausoleum at daybreak

Outside of the mausoleum, Mao Qiuyu looked at the man in the scholartree

That

Xun Mei stayed silent for a while, and then he understood why Han Qing, in his capacity as Mausoleum Guard, had spoken these words “So, senior already knoho I am”

The suit of armor under the pavilion still remained looo, the cultivators of the continent began ushering in a new set of blosso, Painted Arsun, Snow-treading Xun Mei…you were all the ainst the Demon Race, humanity’s hope rested upon your shoulders…You stayed in the Mausoleum of Books to view the monoliths for thirty-seven years, so I watched you for thirty-seven years You really aren’t bad Tonight, you finally broke through that obstacle in yourthe alternate path?”

“No, the obstacle in my mind is before h it As for the alternate path, it could also be the correct path”

Xun Mei’s gaze swept past the pavilion and again fell upon the mausoleum’s summit

Han Qing’s voice paused for aPo was a set, then at the very least you should show the same wisdom”

“Correct, all my life I have wanted to surpass him Now that I look at it, at least on this matter, he is not my equal” Xun Mei replied

Han Qing replied indifferently, “He is not as stupid as you?”

After thinking for a moment, Xun Mei replied, “He is not as foolish as me”

Han Qing paused for a moment and then replied, “That is reasonable”

In the forest outside of the ainst the scholartree, but he continued to stay silent

“In these hundred or so years, you are the first to intrude upon the Divine Path” In the pavilion on the south of thecontinued to speak

Xun Mei replied, “I am relatively foolish”

Stupid and foolish were tords that had si difference between them

“A foolish ood karma”

Han Qing replied, “As the Mausoleum Guard, I am part of the Mausoleum of Books If you defeat me, then you are allowed to walk upon the Divine Path”

Xun Mei’s expression was cal

This was an established rule of the Mausoleuht and proper If one could defeat the continent’s number one Divine General, then one was obviously an expert who could stand alongside the Five Saints and the Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions If such an expert wanted to view the Heavenly Tomes, ould they co felt that Divine General Han Qing had not said these words just for Xun Mei, but for the youths standing at the edge of the rock plateau

Xun Mei glanced at his feet and noticed where the rocky plateau caan This here black gave way to sacred white

Then, he lifted his knee

Under the pavilion, Han Qing’s head remained bowed His appearance was obscured in the shadow of his arh your life has greaterfor humanity if you reuard are the rules of the Mausoleuht without worry and without any hesitation”

After waking up fro dream, Xun Mei wanted to see the truth at the summit of the mausoleum How could he hesitate? It was as if Xun Mei had not even heard the words from the opposition, and he took one step forward

The step he took was very ordinary His foot very casually hit the ground and did not make a sound

The sounds around the pavilion were still sounds of water: the sound of water fro fro water in the canals

Xun Mei’s foot had crossed the line

The Mausoleum of Books that had been shrouded in darkness suddenly lit up brightly

The glow fro The only light that could possibly illuminate the entire mausoleum could only come from the sky It would have to come from the sea of stars

Chen Changsheng raised his head and saw the stars in the night sky shi+ne with unmatched brilliance He unconsciously squinted his eyes

In reality, the stars in the sky did not actually grow brighter Even if they had, there would be no way that a hu oronly the spiritual sense could perceive

Everyone near the rock plateau felt it, but none of the could This was because none of them had a spiritual sense as tranquil and profound as his

He could even faintly sense which star had begun to shi+ne first a the countless stars in the sky

That star was in the distant depths of the southeast region Perhaps it was Xun Mei’s Fated Star

After taking one step forward to see the truth, the Fated Star had sensed that and had suddenly grown brighter Xun Mei…just what level had he cultivated to?

Chen Changsheng thought back to that ti Mist where he saw the starry sky and became filled with a sense of awe

The brilliance of the starlight turned the entirety of the Mausoleum of Books into a world of silver

Xun Mei stood before the pavilion The hair, which he had bound behind hirass hut, had at some point becoht had instantly washed away the filth on his body His long hair floated in the breeze, and those silver-white hairs particularly stood out

He stood between the Divine Path and the rock plateau He reun walking toward the pavilion…but he had already begun walking toward the pavilion

On the Divine Path, a footprint gradually appeared

The Divine Path was made of white stone His footprints et, so they were naturally very distinct

Xun Mei had tread through water, so his shoes were naturally wet

After observing this scene, Chen Changsheng’s eyes ide Zhexiu also just stared blankly where he was They had grown up in Xining village’s old temple and the cold, bitter snowy plains respectively They had rarely seen a true battle between two experts, so they had no idea, unable to explain those footprints Co Thirty-Six and the four members of the Mount Li Sword Sect were relatively more calm

The wet footprints continued to appear on the Divine Path, as if there was an invisibleacross it

Xun Mei looked calmly at the pavilion

Not long afterwards, the footprints had already moved ten or so yards closer to the pavilion

There was a metallic sound

Under the pavilion, the night wind began to blow

Han Qing’s head remained bowed, and his sword reainst his chest already seeer to leave, half an inch out of its sheath

It was only half an inch, but it seemed like it had already been fully drawn

Countlessinto the air of the pavilion

Along with this dust, an incredibly powerful Qi e the entire breadth of the Divine Path

This Qi was still like iron, and it still had blood It was solemn and firm like an ancient city wall stained with the blood of countless soldiers