Chatper 1962 novel against the supreme-rulers

Farewell… Regaining Consciousness

The Sky Poison Pearl Space, a turquoise World.

You’er snuggled into the fluffy bed like a cat, the tip of her nose fluttering gently with her breath.

It was not only Yun Che’s body that carried the power of the Divine Embers, but also the Heaven Smiting Sword.

In the battle against Mo Beichen, Yun Che had been using the form of the Devil Emperor Sword. When Yun Che fell unconscious, it seemed that You’er had also fallen into a drowsy sleep as a result of enduring the Power of Divine Embers for a long time, and Hong’er had shaken her for a long time, but was unable to wake her up.

“Master is so badly injured, he must be sleeping again for a long, long time.”

Hong’er’s small hand kept scratching You’er’s palm, muttering under her breath, “Even You’er looks so tired.”

“Master is very strong, he will be fine.”

He Ling walked slowly, and with a gentle push of his palm, a dozen Swords with different lights fell in front of Hong’er: “Hong’er, you must be hungry too, eat.”

“¡Wow! Hey tantos”.

He Ling used to control his “diet” quite strictly, so that the Heaven Smiting Sword’s growth rate would not exceed Yun Che’s growth rate too much.

He hadn’t eaten so much in years.

Stars shining in her eyes, Hong’er lunged at the Swords with a cry, scooping them up and gnawing at them with her glittering teeth, no longer needing to chew and swallow like she usually did.

With her hands on her cheeks, she looked at Hong’er, who was eating happily, and You’er, who was sleeping peacefully.

In the blink of an eye, five Swords had completely disappeared between Hong’er’s tender lips with a biting sound that would make any Profound Practitioner’s heart tremble.

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, picked up the sixth Sword, and vaguely said, “Sister He Ling, today… it’s very strange.”

“What is strange?” He Ling looked at her, her voice had always been so soft and gentle, only right now, she seemed to be several points softer than usual.

“It’s just weird.” Hong’er nibbled as his vermilion eyes darted to the Turquoise Space above, “It always seems like it’s different everywhere.”

“……” He Ling’s eyes wavered slightly, it seemed to be a touch of sadness, but it was immediately hidden by a soft smile, she subconsciously reached out, wanting to touch Hong’er’s cheek, but suddenly, her fingers retracted in panic, then tightened in front of her chest.

“The world changes every day”. He smiled: “But no matter how the World changes, you and You’er, and Master, must get better and better, right?”

Drip~

A drop of crystal clear water fell along with her soft voice, causing a poignant dripping sound in this tranquil emerald World.

“Hey?” Hong’er’s lips parted: “Sister He Ling, why are you crying?”

She thought for a while and immediately said with a smile, “I know, you must be worried about Master. Don’t worry, Sister Jasmine used to say that Master is a big bug that can’t be beaten to death, although his wounds are very scary, as long as he doesn’t die, he will get better soon, don’t cry, don’t cry~~”

Having long been used to Yun Che suffering all sorts of serious injuries half dead, Hong’er was not really worried at all.

As he tried to comfort her, he held out his hand to wipe away the tear stains.

Her fingers reached for He Ling’s cheek, but instead of that familiar jade-smooth touch, they passed through…

“…¿Eh?”

Hong’er’s finger stopped in midair and the pupils of her vermilion eyes stared.

When he cradled it in his arms, the great Sword, already half chewed, hung helplessly. But as if she didn’t notice her, she just stared at He Ling.

He Ling panicked and turned her head to the side, avoiding Hong’er’s small hands, more than willing to let her see the watery mist in her emerald eyes.

He wanted to say something else to Hong’er, but he couldn’t do it for a long time.

And yet time passed relentlessly… She stood up suddenly and hurried away, disoriented.

“Sister He Ling, where are you going…?” Hong’er looked at her back, her nose suddenly turned sour, and a sadness that came out of nowhere also weighed on her mind.

“I’m going to see the Master,” he answered softly, his voice like the mist of the morning sun fading “I want… to see him some more…”

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True supreme-ruler…

This dimension, which was evidently eternally extinct in perception, had always existed somewhere outside the World.

The Abyss…

The Abyss of Nothingness, which even in ancient perception was something that reduced everything to nothing, somehow, at some point, spawned another World.

Yun Che was in a deep coma, but his consciousness was scrambled.

It was not a sign that he was going to wake up, but that his Soul was under too great a weight to be at peace even if he was unconscious.

Mo Beichen…

He was a Demigod.

In order to destroy the power of a Demisupreme-ruler in this World as ephemeral as a moment, Cang Shitian had to pay the price of eternal extinction, and Huo Poyun burned everything he had and the future of the Flame supreme-ruler Realm.

Even the power of his Divine Embers had to be paid for by the collapse of Divine Origins.

Mo Beichen, on the other hand, was nothing more than a Herald of the Abyss to be sacrificed.

He was ranked 779th among the Knights of the Abyss.

If the Abyss Knights were ranked by their strength, then there were at least 778 Abyss Knights more powerful than him.

This is ridiculous…

And the Knights of the Abyss themselves were just servants.

Against a Demigod, they already had a very high cost to pay.

If one day a True supreme-ruler descended from the Abyss, how would one face him?

Is it really possible to deal with this even a little…?

Yes Yes…

With consciousness blurred, he could faintly hear the sound of his bones clenching into unconsciousness.

It was clear that he had become the Emperor of this World.

Why in the blink of an eye… had he become so humble and powerless again?

……

“Teacher, wake up…”

In the heavy and misty World, a soft and faint female voice came.

It was He Ling’s voice that was all too familiar.

It was extraordinarily soft and distant, and seemed to come from a dream within a dream.

“Master, wake up, will you? I want to talk to you for just a little while, okay?”

In a blur, his lame conscience replied, “I’m tired…let me sleep a little longer…just a little longer…”

“……”. The voice that always obeyed him gave the softest and most docile answer: “Then rest well Master, I am going with my Parents and Lin’er, I will tell them many things about you.”

“Well, go ahead, give him my regards.” Her consciousness responded habitually.

Then…

Lin’s…

That name was familiar to him, but he couldn’t clearly remember who it was.

“Master, this is the best ending for me. So don’t ever grieve for me, okay?”

Those last words were hazy, like through a thousand mists.

With that, his consciousness sank into a dark silence.

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Consciousness awoke, followed by a sharp pain that slowly faded away.

Yun Che slowly opened his eyes and what appeared was a familiar scene.

Yun Imperial City, his bedroom.

“Despertaste”.

Chi Wuyao’s voice came from far away, she felt the stirring of Yun Che’s Soul at the first moment and quickly walked over to him.

The pain was evident and Yun Che wiggled his fingers and managed to raise his right hand.

Waking up to recover from his injuries was going to be much more than expected.

“How long was I asleep?” Yun Che asked. He felt the acupuncture point on his spine, equally intact and clear.

“Six days”. Chi Wuyao gave the answer for him.

“……?” Yun Che was stunned: “¿Six days?”

The last time he had been seriously injured under Mo Beichen, he had been in a coma for sixteen days and was still half dead when he woke up, only gradually recovering in the Eternal Heaven Divine Realm.

In this battle with Mo Beichen, he had to endure more than 30 breaths of Divine Embers, and in the end, he was hit by Mo Beichen’s life-threatening blow, which was even more severe than last time or even any other time in history. his life.

And yet he was only in a coma for six days?

Furthermore, his bones and Meridians had recovered much better than the last time he woke up.

And there was no healing method in this World that was faster than his body’s self-healing.

“I’m also surprised that you woke up so quickly.” Chi Wuyao sat next to her and spread a soft Devil Aura that flowed very carefully through Yun Che’s body, surprise once again in her eyes.

“Could it be that the Demisupreme-ruler Power you have endured for so long has caused your body to undergo some kind of mutation?” Chi Wuyao half-joked: “Either way, it’s always a good thing.”

Now was not the time to contemplate why he had woken up so quickly, Yun Che tried to struggle a bit and actually slowly sat up by himself.

“……” Chi Wuyao slightly parted her lips.

In reference to the speed of Yun Che’s recovery from his last serious injury, this time it was extremely fast.

“Is Mo Beichen dead?” Yun Che asked.

He was still alive, so Mo Beichen must be dead. But he had to hear the exact answer for himself.

“Dead, devoured by the Poison leaving no trace of his bone marrow.” Chi Wuyao replied.

“What about Wuxin?” Yun Che sharply asked again.

“Unharmed, she is now in her own room.” Chi Wuyao said, “She has been watching every inch of the way these days, and just half an hour ago I managed to get her to rest again.”

Yun Che shook his head to clear his still cloudy thoughts as much as possible: “Cang Shitian and Huo Poyun…”

The only words that came out of his voice were two harsh words: “How did they turn out?”

Chi Wuyao said: “Cang Shitian’s bones disappeared, only a small fragment of the Azure Sea Divine Pearl was found, stained with some of his blood, and it has been taken back to the Azure Sea Realm by Shuhe for burial.” .

“As for Huo Poyun,” Chi Wuyao lightly shook her head: “Everything around him went up in flames, leaving no trace of him. Or maybe those ashes were all his trace.”

“Is that so?” Yun Che stared ahead in astonishment.

“I didn’t expect Cang Shitian to be so resolute. Perhaps, from the beginning, no one other than Cang Shuhe has seen it clearly.” Chi Wuyao sighed: “As for Huo Poyun, I’m not surprised that he is like this.”

“These days, I often wonder if Huo Poyun did it to uphold the dignity of the current World more, or to prove himself more.”

“……”

Yun Che was stunned for a long time, and after a while, he asked, “Was there any disturbance while I was in a coma?”

Chi Wuyao knew what he meant and shook her head: “No. However, the horror of the Abyss and the news that it is about to reach the World has already spread throughout the supreme-ruler Realm, so now all the Kingdoms are in a state of anxiety.”

“The Qilin Realm didn’t move either?” Yun Che frowned.

It would be clear to everyone that he would definitely not spare the Qilin Realm once he woke up.

Because the Qilin Realm was the first to bow to Mo Beichen, and in order to surrender, he completely betrayed him.

Now, the Three Yama Ancestors were dead, the two Brahma Ancestors were dead, and Cang Shitian, the Commander of the Order was dead… Most of his most important right arms were dead, and he himself was severely injured and unconscious.

If the Qilin Realm was not punished right now, he would never get another chance.

Chi Wuyao’s eyes turned subtle: “Qi Tianli is now in Yun Imperial City. He bound his Profound Strength and knelt outside the main hall for four days and four nights.”

“…?” Yun Che’s face turned suspicious, and then turned deeply gloomy: “Do you have the courage to be a traitor, but don’t you have the courage to resist? The Qilin Bloodline’s bones are really soft, even worse than the worms!”

“This old man, you don’t think I’m going to set you free just for this, do you?”

“You will set them free.” Chi Wuyao exhaled silently.

“…??” Yun Che frowned, looking at Chi Wuyao in confusion.

Chi Wuyao was one of the people who knew his temperament best, and he couldn’t help but be surprised when these words came out of his mouth.

“After all, Qi Tianli and Zhou Xuzi are fundamentally different,” Chi Wuyao said slowly. Chi Wuyao said slowly, “Zhou Xuzi claims to have a righteous and holy heart, and for the sake of his so-called righteousness, he is willing to betray his trust and justice at the expense of others, not forgetting to honor his ‘holy heart’ with the guilt and atonement.

“Qi Tianli is different. The most important thing in his life and beliefs is the survival and continuation of the Qilin Bloodline. He does not seek fame, never interferes with others, and is never afraid of death. If he could die to preserve the peace of his Qilin Bloodline, he would not hesitate to do so.”

“Put yourself in Mo Beichen’s shoes, when he approached the Qilin Realm, what would have happened to him, and to the Qilin Bloodline, if Qi Tianli had made a different decision? He would certainly have died. So Qi Tianli I didn’t really have a second choice…”

“For”. Yun Che interrupted her with a frown, “Those are not reasons.”

“Furthermore, no matter what the reason, he is a traitor and a complete and utter betrayal!”

The pupils of his floating eyes were piercingly cold: “If betrayal goes unpunished, then loyalty is a joke!”

“Don’t you want to hear the most important reason?” Chi Wuyao said, smiling.

“I don’t want to hear it.” Yun Che turned his gaze to the side: “I know that what you will say will be something that can convince me. So you better not say anything.”

Chi Wuyao immediately smiled and said with a slight smile: “It’s not me who wants you to let Qi Tianli go. Rather, it’s…”

“The Blue Dragon Emperor.”

“…”

“…”

“…!?”

As the images and murmurs from before the coma replayed chaotically in his mind, Yun Che’s gaze slowly turned back and he asked in bewilderment, “She…didn’t die?”

Although, at that moment, his consciousness was already extremely blurred.

But the Blue Dragon Emperor was close to his body, her blood was mixed with his, and the extreme collapse of his Life Energy was that clear…

There was no way he would survive.

Unless, of course, it is a miracle of life performed in full force in all its glory. (Mars: Cough, cough)

“Well, she’s not dead and she’s been awake for a long time.” Puzzled by Yun Che’s reaction, Chi Wuyao continued, “It was the Light Profound Energy you left in her body at the last moment that saved her.”

“…?”

Instead of relief, a deeper confusion appeared on Yun Che’s face: “Light Profound Energy? Me?”

“He was already so exhausted that he couldn’t even raise his hand, so how could he have the strength to give him Light Profound Energy?!”