Chapter 454: New Life (1/2)
Chapter 454: New Life
Translator: Sparrow TranslationsEditor: Sparrow Translations
The battle had begun.
However, Yun Qingwu did not give any orders for the battle. She looked like she was in pain, but she was not helpless.
15 minutes passed, then an hour... the screams and sounds of killing continued to fill the air.
The demon soldiers started to fall.
Fear filled their faces, but they couldn't turn to anyone for help. There was no demon who screamed for help...
Neither was there a demon who blamed Yun Qingwu for her lack of orders.
The black figures charged through the ranks of the demons like death gods. Countless demons fell, their blood staining the ground.
The Demon Domain Chiefs grit their teeth and tried to defend against the onslaught. Their demonic eyes glowed radiantly.
The night was no longer as dark as before.
There was a ray of light on the horizon.
The night was slow and long. Many lives had been lost, but it was also quick. In the blink of an eye, they had all been transported to a different world.
The walls of the Iron Hill Settlement were strangely silent.
Countless eyes were fixated on the battle between the shadows and the demons. They waited patiently...
There was a figure on the battlefield who was exactly like that.
That was a figure in a white dress. She looked like a lotus in the night, standing out in the sea of black.
Just at that moment...
A ray of light shone through beside her.
That was a pure, sky blue light.
A blue robe danced in the light. A wrinkled face looked into the sky and watched the daybreak.
The figure's eyes were hollow and lifeless.
Above that pair of lifeless eyes was a symbol. It had been etched into this man's forehead. It was a simple symbol, but it gave off a strange aura.
It was almost as though the symbol represented all creation.
Right now...
The symbol was changing...
Spots of light began to concentrate on the symbol and the symbol became more and more complex.
It was like a new life...
Forming something out of nothing, making something complex out of something simple.
The symbol became brighter with each passing moment.
It was as if it represented all creation.
The changes in the world.
Or perhaps, it represented rebirth.
As the symbol changed, the light became brighter... and brighter... and brighter...
...
The silence atop the walls of the Iron Hill Settlement was finally broken.
Everyone looked at the symbol and the light with awe.
”Canyang!”
”Could it be that Canyang...”
”That's impossible!”
The emotions that they felt were inexplicable. They couldn't bring themselves to believe what they were witnessing.
”Hum!”
At that moment, a loud hum rang through the air and the ground began to shake.
At the same time...
A ray of light shot skyward.
It was a golden ray of light that pierced through the blue light. It illuminated the entire sky.
”Master!” Yun Qingwu's voice pierced through the air.
She said nothing when the army of shadows descended upon them. She said nothing when thousands of demon soldiers were massacred.
However, when she saw the golden ray of light, she spoke.
But...
She only said one word.
Master!
When she said those words, two drops of tears rolled down her cheeks and splashed on the ground.
Blood had already stained the floor.
Yun Qingwu's tears fell into a pool of blood and were buried under the sand and blood.
It was rather unassuming...
But Canyang turned around.
He looked at Yun Qingwu with his hollow, lifeless eyes.
However...
Those eyes said plenty.
Just like the symbol on his forehead.
The simplest looks could have the most complex meanings.
The symbols kept changing, representing rebirth and a new lease of life. However, it also looked like it was reminiscing the old life...
”Good disciple!” Canyang spoke in his frail voice.
However, all of the demons turned to look at Canyang, even if it was just for a brief moment.
Because...
They all knew...
Even though Yun Qingwu had always addressed Canyang as her master, Canyang had never called Yun Qingwu his disciple.
Disciple...
Ordinarily, that was a word that any master would have said umpteen times.
But Canyang had never used that word.
Even when Yun Qingwu had knelt in front of him, he never called Yun Qingwu his disciple, choosing instead to call her by her name.
But now, Canyang called her his disciple.
This was the first time Canyang had done so in more than a decade.
His voice was not loud...
But it pierced through all of the sounds of battle. It had made an impact on everyone on the field.
At that moment, everyone forgot about the battle and the killing going on around them...
Yun Qingwu did not speak, tears rolling down her cheeks.
Ping Yang was initially furious and anxious.
But at that moment, all of those emotions disappeared. All that was left was a look of shock and worry.
She looked at Canyang as her lips parted and trembled. She was terrified.
She had never been this terrified in her life.