Chapter 463: Live or die
Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations
The sky darkened.
There was no light in the sky. All that was left as sand and dust, spreading in all directions.
Yun Qingwu didn't move, allowing the dust to envelop her.
Chi Guyan and Ping Yang did not move either.
Xing Yuanguo was on the ground, his face completely ashen. Xing Qingsui knelt next to him.
"Father!" Xing Qingsui held Xing Yuanguo in his hand as he shielded his father with his body.
Blood trickled from the edge of Nangong Hao's mouth, his sword stabbed into the ground for stability. However, his shaking body and ashen face were clear signs…
He was injured…
Seriously injured!
Shan Ling watched quietly from the side as the dust crashed towards him. The Southern Region soldiers and settlement chiefs disappeared in front of his eyes.
After a long time…
The cracks in the ground also started to disappear and the trees began to grow. The sun also shone through the clouds.
Figures began to appear…
Demons, soldiers of the joint forces…
The black walls of the Iron Hill Settlement also rose from the ground. It was significantly more scarred than before.
The humans and items were still the same…
However, both humans and demons felt vastly different…
"The Young Master is back!"
"The Vast World has been broken!"
"Thank the Demon Gods!"
The demon soldiers whooped and cheered.
However, Yun Qingwu's expression showed no joy. The soldiers who were in The Vast World and Yun Qingwu were all looking at the middle of the field.
Over there…
Were two figures…
A light breeze blew past, blowing up a tattered blue robe and silver hair. It caressed the haggard but youthful face of Canyang.
"Could it be…"
The demon soldiers in the distance looked on in disbelief. Canyang's appearance said it all.
Most importantly…
There was someone else in front of Canyang.
That was a man covered in blood from head to toe. He was naked and his hair was in a mess. There were no words to describe how forlorn he looked.
Most importantly, his palm was on Canyang's face.
To be exact…
It was on Canyang's forehead!
The golden symbol!
"How is that possible?!"
"How did he manage to…"
The demons who were spared from The Vast World were shocked to witness this. They couldn't imagine what had happened in The Vast World.
Even so, there was no one willing to answer their questions.
Everyone who had escaped from The Vast World fell silent…
They had seen it all, but they never imagined that it would end like this.
Was Canyang dead? Or was Fang Zhengzhi dead?
The Vast World had been broken!
This would usually mean only one thing – Fang Zhengzhi's death. However, the scene in front of them made them doubt their conclusions.
Neither Canyang nor Fang Zhengzhi had any glow surrounding them.
The golden Light of the Sage had disappeared…
Along with the strange purple light…
"Life or death? Who lived? Who died?"
Ordinarily, they would have known the answer in a heartbeat, but the scene in front of them made it impossible to guess.
Xing Yuanguo's face was devoid of color, but he continued to stare at Fang Zhengzhi and Canyang anxiously.
Nangong Hao had sheathed his sword, but he did not close his eyes. He was also looking at the two figures.
Shan Ling was significantly less anxious. He simply leaned on the city walls and waited patiently.
Yun Qingwu's white dress danced in the breeze.
"Master…" Yun Qingwu murmured, her eyes filled with sorrow and despair.
There were two figures standing beside her.
Chi Guyan's pink dress was still as clean as ever, but she did not look well. She stared at the figure with his back to her.
She knew what the destruction of The Vast World meant.
"Shameless fella, you… you can't die…" Chi Guyan murmured to herself.
"Ah! Let me go! Shameless fella, you better not…" Ping Yang's voice cut through the silence.
However, she stopped shouting almost immediately…
Because…
She realized something was amiss…
When she was struggling, she realized that she was able to move! The restraints had disappeared!
Wasn't she being restrained by the Heavenly Dao?
Was Canyang dead?
This was the thought that flashed through her mind. She was extremely excited. Ordinarily, she would be celebrating.
However, for some inexplicable reason, she wasn't in the mood for celebration.
"Oi, Fang Zhengzhi, you shameless fella! This is your last chance! Come and protect me, your princess! Oi… did you hear me? Fang Zhengzhi!" Ping Yang's voice rang out.
It was rather aloof but also filled with anticipation.
However…
There was no answer.
Silence.
A strange silence…
The only sound was that of the light breeze caressing their faces. It was daybreak, and the sun was gentle.
After a long pause…
The silence was broken again…
It was a light cough. The sound was frail and raspy. The person sounded weak.
"Ahem…"
When the cough was heard…
The expressions of all the demons changed! They were in disbelief, but they were also happy!
Tears welled up in Yun Qingwu's eyes.
Two teardrops rolled down her cheeks like dewdrops on a flower…
"Master, you…"
"Ahem!" A cough rang out once again.
A figure began to move, his tattered blue robe shaking unsteadily from side to side.
"Not good, the blind old man isn't dead!" Ping Yang stared in shock.
However…
Other than shock, there was also a mixture of other complicated emotions.
Her emotions were inexplicable – even Ping Yang herself did not know what she was thinking. However, when she saw Canyang move…
She charged out!
No one knew what Ping Yang was thinking…
Even she herself didn't know, but she still charged out anyways. She was not fast, but the Blazing Qilin Spear in her hand was rather eye-catching.
Columns of flame shot skyward.
There was a flickering golden light at the tip of her spear.
"No!"
"Ping Yang!"
Just as Ping Yang rushed out, two voices pierced through the air. These were the voices of Yun Qingwu and Chi Guyan.
Yun Qingwu was not fast…
As such, she could not possibly stop Ping Yang.
Chi Guyan was faster than Ping Yang and could stand in her way. However, when she saw Yun Qingwu charge out, she slowed down.
"Ping Yang, don't go!" Chi Guyan put herself in front of Yun Qingwu, but her eyes were on Ping Yang.
Yun Qingwu stopped.
She looked at Canyang's body, tears rolling down her cheeks as she shuddered.
As for Ping Yang…
She showed no signs of stopping.
She had always listened to Chi Guyan. No matter what Chi Guyan said, she would listen to her unconditionally.
The reason was simple.
She thought that Chi Guyan was right…
But now, she didn't stop.
Ping Yang didn't know why. Perhaps it was because she had been trapped for so long she longed for this freedom…
Perhaps she just wanted to vent her frustrations on Canyang…
After all, as a princess of the Great Xia, she was quite pissed off about being trapped for that long.
Of course…
She also thought that she was doing the right thing.
Ping Yang didn't stop.
She thrust her Blazing Qilin Spear, the flickering golden light headed straight for the shaking figure of Canyang…
Columns of flame shot skyward.
Then…
They disappeared…
Even the flickering golden glow disappeared.
Ping Yang's attack was fast and powerful, but the way her attack was stopped was even quicker…
There wasn't much commotion.
She stopped in her tracks, her eyes staring at the tip of her spear.
There was a hand which grabbed the tip of her spear.
This hand had stopped the Blazing Qilin Spear, one of the ten greatest treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty, in its tracks.
