While at the moment, Qing Wu, you have already arrived at the Highest Heaven, yet I instead remain in the Mortal Realm…… but, I am soon able to be with you together forever through Life and Death…… through generations after generations!
Chu Yang was lost in his thoughts, and the usually cold and hardened edges of his lips displayed the hint of a warm and gentle, tragic smile. The hair that was stained with blood began to float amongst the wind……
Qing Wu, wait for me!
Qing Wu, did you know, should there be another life, I’d rather not practise whatever Way of the Sword, rather not want to be at whatever pinnacle, rather not have revenge, and would rather be with you! In this world, was there anything worth that satisfied smile of yours? No!
The graceful dance and songs within his mind’s consciousness became increasingly distant, and Mo Qing Wu’s voice seemed to also become increasingly fleeting. “I will dance for you in this lifetime…… I will dance for you through the generations…… Even if my heart is bent a thousand times, it will never change…… Even if I were to die ten thousand times, I will not feel bitter…… not feel bitter……”
*Shua* A golden blade cut through the wind and came towards him from the front. Whilst still in a trance, Chu Yang casually blocked with his sword. His mind was still listening to Mo Qing Wu’s voice from somewhere…… This life is already ending. Ah, Qing Wu, before my death, let me hear more of your voice……
Not bitter…… Qing Wu, you were bitter, but instead did not feel bitter. At this moment…… I am very bitter! Filled with regret!
The number of sabres and swords added to the bodies became more and more, fresh blood flew little by little, and bit by bit, pain began to focus on the various parts of his entire body. Finally, the songs and dance within the mind’s consciousness had been broken!
Chu Yang furiously gave a long shout! He suddenly stood up, his long, black coloured hair rose and flew about intensely! His hair-band broke! He began to rage hysterically!
Even at the final moments of my life, all of you came to interrupt our reunion! You all deserve to die!
*Peng* A sword pierced through Chu Yang’s chest. Chu Yang felt a momentary pain, and lowered his head to take a look. *Pa* The piece of jade pendant that hung around his neck shattered before his eyes. At the center of the jade pendant, a single “Wu” character quietly began to break into pieces……
Chu Yang blankly reached out a hand to touch, his hand grabbing fragments. All of a sudden, he became extremely furious!
Ah, that was the only keepsake Qing Wu had left for him!
“Kill!” Chu Yang suddenly rose his head, the intent to kill wildly surged within his eyes. With a crazed shout, the Nine Tribulations Sword within his hand suddenly waved, giving off ten thousand rays of light. It was as if lightning from The Nine Heavens had suddenly chained to form a waist-band of light!
*Pengpengpangpang* The sounds momentarily rang out, and all the weapons that were surrounding near him had a length neatly cut off!
Everyone hurriedly retreated back and frightfully looked at the tidy circle of weapons that were cut into half beneath Chu Yang’s feet. Cold sweat oozed and dripped down their backs. They had never thought that the power of a single attack from the Nine Tribulations Sword would actually be that horrifying!
They had originally thought that Chu Yang was already close to death, convinced that it was exactly the moment to be daring. Every single person was secretly planning, that after Chu Yang’s death, how should they handle the Nine Tribulations Sword? How would they seize it? If it had fallen into their own hands, how would they escape? Just as every single person was urgently contemplating countermeasures, Chu Yang had instead suddenly raised his sword! Moreover, its power had been that great!
That was greatly beyond their expectations!
Chu Yang’s body was bathed in blood, and he was wielding his sword while standing upright. His eyes watched the group of people before him with a gaze as cold as ice, looking over them one by one. No matter whose face his gaze rested on, that person’s entire body would uncontrollably tremble momentarily.
Within those pair of eyes, they only felt endless grief, endless despair, endless rage, and…… endless killing intent!
After Chu Yang had looked an entire round, he suddenly questioned in a soft voice, “All of you want the Nine Tribulations Sword?”
Not waiting for anyone’s answer, he began to give a cold and stern laugh, and said, “All right! I will let all of you take a look at the Nine Tribulations Sword!”
Suddenly, he gave an abrupt leap!
He had already suffered countless fatal injuries, yet he actually leapt! In the middle of the air, blood from the wounds all over his entire body danced like a whirlwind and splattered about, but he was instead indifferent. With a grave facial expression, he gave a cold shout.
“Nine Tribulations Sword, a few rays of chilling light illuminates ten thousand zh