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Sometimes, Chuyang felt that the man before her was truly pitiful. Despite standing at the pinnacle of this Cosmos, he still felt as lonely as a poplar tree in a vast desert, guarding a myth for three thousand years, yet still shedding tears in solitude.
Perhaps she had indeed made a profound impact on his vitality. A man like him should not be reduced to biting wildly in madness.
But that was a story from many years ago, so distant that it barely lingered in her memory. Now, her mind was filled with memories of Earth. She simply could not bring herself to admit any connection to the person before her.
"Stop deceiving yourself. The past you desire is gone forever. No matter what happened before, I am now my father's daughter."
Chuyang wore a thin chiffon nightgown, the loose fabric making her slender frame appear even more fragile.
Shangguan Wangyu did not argue or lose control; such words had been drilled into his ears countless times. He merely suppressed and transformed those emotions until now.
"It’s useless to have more. If I can’t truly obtain it, I don’t want to destroy it either; I can only forcefully take it in a way I dislike."
Shangguan Wangyu stood up and walked toward the door. He opened it, and the chaotic sounds rushed into his ears, as if he had entered another realm.
"Come on, I'll take you to see your loved ones, one by one struggling and then dying."
A true man is unyielding; if viewed from this perspective, Shangguan Wangyu could indeed be considered a true man.
Chuyang suddenly felt her heart plunge into an icy abyss, cold enough to make breathing difficult.
Outside the corridor, chaos reigned; people were thrown about in disarray.
Azure Wind Antelope and Universal Hunting's members intertwined, swords clashing in a fierce dance of steel.
Gou Hongbo's Mountain-Cleaving Blade had vanished somewhere, replaced by a fine Steel Blade. Yet even that Steel Blade had dulled, and rather than cutting, it was more like smashing.
He felt as if he were clad in a red battle robe, even wearing a blood-red helmet atop his head. One could only imagine how brutal the fight was.
Inevitably, Gou Hongbo was injured—quite severely too. But Liu Xing at the back remained unmoved while Snow Clear revealed a patch of white before him, staring intently ahead.
Until Shangguan Wangyu appeared.
Liu Xing had come to know Shangguan Wangyu deeply, a connection that had developed recently. He was terrified of misremembering Shangguan Wangyu's appearance and mistakenly harming the wrong person.
Indeed, Liu Xing had never felt such murderous intent and hatred toward anyone as he did now.
At last, the Snowy Dawn Sword was fully unsheathed, its cold light shining brightly!
Liu Xing wielded the sword as if he were a comet with a tail, transforming into a streak of light that surged into the crowd.
On the calm surface of a lake, a leaf fell, while a swallow darted from the azure sky, creating ripples in the water.
Across the vast grasslands, a falcon swooped down from the heavens, its sharp claws grasping a prey before soaring into the sky.
In the rolling clouds below, a flash of lightning suddenly tore through the sky, splitting one side from the other.
In the rushing river, a koi fish swam upstream, brushing past its fellow fish drifting with the current, before leaping up towards the Dragon Gate.
"Bang!"
Liu Xing continued forward without pausing, truly resembling a swallow or a falcon, tracing a lightning-like trajectory until he finally stood before Shangguan Wangyu.
Shangguan Wangyu's expression was grave; he had just witnessed Liu Xing's swordsmanship and agility. He had seen Liu Xing's sword cross oceans and land right in front of him. Yet along the way, no one could obstruct him; it was as if he were a gust of wind, invisible and intangible as he passed through towering peaks. Such a pure strike—could he withstand it?
However, he did not attempt to resist. Just as Liu Xing's sword was about to reach him, another figure appeared.
Liu Xing focused entirely on his strike, elevating his swordsmanship to an indescribable level. He believed that in another time or place, he would find it difficult to unleash such power again.
But just as his sword was about to slash at Shangguan Wangyu, another figure suddenly caught Liu Xing's eye.
Overwhelmed with emotion, he had no choice but to retract his sword to avoid injuring Chuyang.
Chuyang saw Shangguan Wangyu standing at the door, so she walked towards it. She hoped to communicate with her loved ones and resolve the conflict with Shangguan Wangyu peacefully.
However, unexpectedly, in the brief moment she stepped out of the room, Liu Xing had already approached Shangguan Wangyu and thrust a sword towards him.
Chuyang was horrified, watching as the sword tip loomed closer, magnifying before her eyes as if it were about to pierce them.
But Snow Clear's figure suddenly vanished; it was Liu Xing's utmost effort that allowed him to withdraw his attack.
Then, a smirk appeared on Shangguan Wangyu's lips as he kicked forward. It seemed casual, yet it was incredibly forceful.
His foot landed on Liu Xing, sending the latter crashing backward.
Blood spewed from Liu Xing's mouth, transforming into a long arc in the air.
Liu Xing then fell into Gou Hongbo's arms, and the scene fell silent.
"Drip."
A drop of blood fell from Gou Hongbo's face onto Liu Xing's.
Azure Wind Antelope stood guard in front of Gou Hongbo, while Universal Hunting gasped heavily before Shangguan Wangyu.
Finally able to catch their breath for a moment, both sides seized the opportunity to recover and prepare for an even fiercer clash.
Chuyang instinctively closed her eyes, then suddenly opened them wide in the next moment. She was particularly familiar with that sword; she even recognized the message it conveyed.
Joy filled her as she saw Liu Xing, but in an instant, sadness clouded her eyes with tears.
Chuyang felt immense guilt; why did she choose this moment to emerge? Why not earlier or later? She had put someone who loved her in such danger and caused him to be gravely injured.
Desperately wanting to rush to Liu Xing's side, a hand suddenly grasped her arm from behind. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from that grip.
It felt like shackles.
Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, one drop, two drops... countless drops, each one breaking her heart.
“Liu Xing!”
Chuyang shouted desperately.
Shangguan Wangyu saw the expression on Chuyang's face, his own countenance dark and sinister like the night outside.
He was filled with a strong intent to kill, as intense as Liu Xing's feelings towards him.
However, just as he was about to give the order, two figures suddenly appeared at the forefront of his vision.
(To be continued)
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