Ze Tian Ji

Edited by: Michyrr

Under the command of Military Advisor Black Robe, Xuelao City’s intelligence network was extremely effective. The events of the ceremony to close South Stream Temple had long been written down in a very detailed report, and the report had even come with a painting drawn by a painter who had defected from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

The Demon Lord had personally seen this painting, seen those two stunning sword glows in the painting. But he still found the description in the report too exaggerated. Only today, when he saw those two sword glows with his own eyes, did he realize that reality was even more absurd than the description in the report.

The Angel of Sacred Light quietly stared at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

Golden blood trickled down from the tear in its white wing.

Its expression was still indifferent, but its eyes had turned serious.

It had not expected two young humans to block the full-force blow of its spear of light.

What made it even warier was Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong’s sword intent.

The two sword intents fusing together was still not enough to defeat it, but there was something hidden within it that made it feel an unprecedented apprehension.

It made it feel even more apprehension than the string of stone pearls on Chen Changsheng’s wrist.

That dry Qi that surged from the earth to the heavens, that aura that seemed like it could destroy all... just what was it?

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The Angel of Sacred Light had an unfathomably deep well of experience to draw from, as it had already lived for ages upon ages. Moreover, it possessed sacred eyes bestowed by God.

So it could predict the terror of the stone pearls, could even recognize Chen Changsheng’s three swords, see their trajectories, and break them.

But it did not know the identity of the aura revealed by Chen Changsheng’s and Xu Yourong’s combined swords.

This aura was one of destruction and came from the lost Halving Blade Style. More accurately it was The World Ablaze.

The Halving Blade Style was Zhou Dufu’s supreme skill.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong’s harmonization of swords had originated from when they had cultivated the Halving Blade Style in the Mausoleum of Zhou and the Mausoleum of Books.

When their sword glows descended, they naturally carried some of that hostility Zhou Dufu had for the entire world, that overpowering will that dared to destroy the world.

In the face of this will and Qi, even a divine expert from the other continent would feel fear.

Zhou Dufu was the supreme expert beneath the starry sky.

Both the Central Continent and the Sacred Light Continent were still beneath the starry sky.

The Angel took in a deep breath.

This single breath caused a turbulence in the surrounding air.

Its naked chest slowly rose, then fell.

Countless thunderclaps could faintly be heard.

It raised the spear of light and pointed it at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.

Fear was because its long life had been threatened, which had stimulated a limitless desire to kill.

This was the instinct of life, even for a servant of God.

The Angel had decided to kill Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, had decided to use its strongest move, even if it would worsen its injuries.

It could not permit these two young humans to continue maturing.

From several dozen zhang away, Chen Changsheng could sense the terrifying pressure from the spear.

He was not intending to escape, as the Angel was too fast. Even if Xu Yourong could keep up, he could not.

He raised his left hand and pointed it at the spear.

The stone pearls on his wrist began to spin, clacking against each other.

It was a very soft sound, but it contained the boundless strength of time.

The thousand-some sword glows scattered across the dark skies flew back to quietly hover around him and Xu Yourong.

The South Stream Temple sword array was formed once more, and now it had the Heavenly Tome Monoliths as a foundation. Chen Changsheng was confident that this could resist the Angel’s attack, at least for a while.

As long as they could buy some time, he and Xu Yourong could attack.

He was confident that Xu Yourong understood his meaning, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw her lightly shake her head.

We cannot continue to fight, or else too many people will die.

If the priests outside the courtyard did not have the protection of the Li Palace’s grand array, they would assuredly be killed by the ripples from the coming battle.

And how many demi-human people in White Emperor City would die?

Chen Changsheng glanced at her and knew what she was thinking.

He had no objection.

"Go."

Chen Changsheng declared.

Xu Yourong stretched out her left hand and grabbed his collar.

He was quite a bit taller than Xu Yourong, but it took little strength for her to grab him. She seemed very practiced, as if she had done this no small number of times.

Boom.

Sands flew haphazardly while cold winds howled.

White wings flickered into existence, then vanished.

Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng left.

A hole had been punched in the clouds up in the dark sky.

The Li Palace’s grand array had very naturally opened a path.

The Angel in the sky currently contending against the Li Palace array was too late to stop them.

The golden blood stopped trickling down. The white feather on the ground was striking.

The Angel raised its head to the sky with confusion in its eyes.

It did not understand why the young humans had chosen this method to fight.

As a servant of God, it could innately use the laws of the world.

Even the fastest expert of this continent could not surpass it in speed.

Confusion persisted for only an instant.

Countless rays of light illuminated the night.

Another hole appeared in the sky.

Wings flapped in the wind.

The answer was also flying in the wind.

The Angel transformed into a streak of light, flying there to continue its search.

The courtyard fell quiet.

The Demon Lord strode out from the darkness and raised its head to the clouds in the sky, at those two holes slowly closing in the clouds.

"I’m really envious."

He sighed, "I’d want nothing more than for the two of you to have your hair go white in a single night, but I also don’t want you to get white-haired and die together. Which one is better?"

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The darkness only enveloped half of the courtyard.

Not far from the ground was the clear and bright sunlight.

All of White Emperor City could see the strange sight in the sky.

It was two dazzling streaks of fire.

In front of both of those streaks of fire, one could faintly make out a figure flapping two wings of pure white.

The demi-humans who saw this were shocked speechless. Some people thought they were seeing gods, and kowtowed on the ground.

The two streaks of fire seemed to be traveling slowly through the sky, but they were actually flying up at incredible speeds, one chasing after the other.

In a few seconds, the two streaks of fire entered an even higher cloud layer.

The clouds exploded with light, as if they were ablaze.

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The icy winds at high speeds struck the face like a cold knife.

The flapping of wings compressed air at unimaginable speeds, resulting in massive booms and cracks.

Xu Yourong carried Chen Changsheng and flew into the sky, deep into the clouds. They were surrounded by a vast white.

If one lacked experience, it was easy to lose track of one’s directions, and perhaps even smash into the ground.

Xu Yourong naturally would not have this problem.

Chen Changsheng had flown on a crane many times, so he was also very calm.

Perhaps it was because the air was getting thinner or the clouds were getting thicker, but their surroundings were very quiet.

Chen Changsheng turned to look at Xu Yourong.

The sunlight penetrating through the thick clouds was diffused into gentle rays of light, making her face beautiful beyond compare.

The beauty here did not refer to this world of light and shadows.

It was the painting of her eyes and brows, the crystalline beads of sweat on her hair.

Chen Changsheng suddenly asked, "You often bring people flying?"

Xu Yourong glanced at him, confused as to why he had chosen this moment to ask such a question.