446 The Final Battle of Destruction! (Part 1)
Updated: 2013-11-18 12:32:25 Word Count: 7740
The stench of blood drifted slowly in the cold wind, its chilling aura instantly engulfing the entire street, where severed limbs and blood-soaked remains lay everywhere. Mu Yunhe's words sounded particularly hollow and terrifying amidst the carnage.
"Then I shall truly witness your abilities." The true form chuckled sinisterly, and the black mist surrounding him suddenly gathered, increased, and thickened, spreading out layer by layer. The temperature of the entire street instantly dropped, and the ground, covered with what appeared to be puddles of blood, visibly and rapidly congealed and froze.
Luo Zhiheng couldn't even stand the chilling atmosphere. She felt a dull pain in her neck and the pain in her chest, which had been attacked, was intensifying. Her face was pale, but she gritted her teeth and endured it. She couldn't let Mu Yunhe be distracted at this moment.
Mu Yunhe's face was cold and stern, his dark pupils seemingly glowing in the sunlight, reflecting golden light in concentric circles. His body also seemed to glow, colliding with the black mist opposite him, as if searching for the most suitable place to strike.
A great battle was about to break out. Everyone held their breath. Luo Zhiheng also gripped the knife in her hand, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
With a whoosh, numerous black, dagger-like sharp weapons suddenly shot out from the black mist, flying towards Mu Yunhe with incredible speed and immense power.
Mu Yunhe lightly touched the air beneath his feet and shot upwards. He spread his palms, and a layer of white air visibly condensed rapidly into a huge net. With a series of loud bangs, the weapons that had emerged from the black mist were all dissolved by Mu Yunhe's white net.
Instead of retreating, Mu Yunhe advanced, extending his cane to both sides. A white sword materialized in his hand, and he wielded it, slashing down at the black mist.
The black mist trembled violently, retreated rapidly, and then rebounded from another direction at an unexpected speed, heading straight for Mu Yunhe's side.
The two exchanged blows, attacking each other, yet neither could gain the upper hand. After several rounds, the figure within the black mist spoke in a sinister tone: "Divination priest, you cannot kill me, and I cannot kill you. This stalemate is pointless. Why don't you spare me, and we can divide this empire equally? How about it?"
Mu Yunhe sneered, "It has always been the property of my Mu Dynasty, so what talk of dividing it equally? You are delusional. How could I possibly collude with you? Prepare to die!"
Mu Yunhe pressed forward once more, slashing his sword at the mist. The mist emitted a muffled buzzing sound, and then a voice from within spoke, tinged with exasperation and brutality: "You dare to hurt me? Then I need not hold back anymore. Since we are natural enemies anyway, and we cannot coexist peacefully, let's fight to the death!"
After saying that, he let out a huge roar, and the air suddenly began to contract wildly as if it were distorted. Mu Yunhe's body was pulled uncontrollably towards the black mist by that huge force, and Mu Yunhe's long hair and face were twisted in this strange hurricane.
The other corpses were even being blown around and floated by the wind. Luo Zhiheng couldn't control her body as it drifted forward, stumbling and completely out of control. General Tong and General Murong even crashed into the wall, barely managing to hold on to avoid being pulled away by the hurricane.
"What on earth is that?" the soldiers on the city wall exclaimed in shock. They were high up and unaffected, but their joy was premature. The hurricane was so powerful that it even made the city wall shake, and the sound of falling sand was drowned out by the roar of the hurricane.
The city wall gradually began to shake. After the first brick was sucked out and shattered, a breach was opened, and a second, a third, and countless other breaches would follow. The people on the city wall began to sway, trying in terror to leave the palace walls.
Luo Zhiheng felt as if her skin was being pulled away from her bones, and all sorts of pains appeared. She was being pulled closer and closer to the black mist. She forcefully plunged her battle sword into the ground and gripped it tightly, but she still could not resist the enormous attraction. The battle sword even carved a deep, continuous mark on the ground.
Mu Yunhe was even closer to the mist than Luo Zhiheng. Unable to control his body, he simply gave up and flew rapidly towards the black mist with the wind, his longsword aimed straight at it, plunging into the black mist. Anyone inside should be injured by now.
Sure enough, a sharp roar came from the figure within the black mist, followed by an immense force that sent Mu Yunhe flying backward. Mu Yunhe was practically sent flying backward, struggling to regain his balance before finally coming to a stop right next to Luo Zhiheng.
"Aheng, hold on tight to me!" Mu Yunhe disregarded fighting the original body and grabbed Luo Zhiheng first. He wanted to get Luo Zhiheng to a safe place before focusing on dealing with this shady bastard.
Luo Zhiheng immediately reached out to Mu Yunhe, but the hurricane that had paused for a moment swept up again, dust mixed with blood hitting her face and eyes, making her feel nauseous. The stench of blood filled the air.
"Want to save her? Dream on! You're all going to die!" the man roared angrily and viciously, and this time the hurricane was even more powerful. Before Luo Zhiheng's hand could even touch Mu Yunhe's, she was swept up by the sudden hurricane and quickly dragged away.
"Aheng!" Mu Yunhe roared, his eyes instantly turning red as he quickly followed. However, he had a miraculous technique that allowed him to maintain his balance, while Luo Zhiheng could not. Compared to Mu Yunhe, Luo Zhiheng was merely a mortal.
Luo Zhiheng was swept away by the hurricane at lightning speed to the front of the black mist. Entering that black mist, who knew if she would survive? Luo Zhiheng was now teetering on the brink of death, and would soon be entering it. Terrified, she gripped her battle sword tightly, but her body was extremely unbalanced due to the immense wind force.
"Hehehe, Mu Yunhe, aren't you a diviner? Save Luo Zhiheng! Isn't she your beloved woman? Are you just going to watch her end up in my mouth as a meal? Tsk tsk tsk, I forgot to tell you, Luo Zhiheng's blood is really delicious. I only took one sip and I fell in love with the taste. Luo Zhiheng's flesh must be even more delicious! If you don't go all out, I won't be so polite." The person in the black mist laughed strangely, his words cruel and provocative.
He had long realized that Mu Yunhe wasn't fighting with his full strength, which he found humiliating and contemptible. He was confident he could defeat Mu Yunhe, and the diviner wouldn't be a match for him either. Furthermore, he could sense that Mu Yunhe's soul fluctuations were extremely abnormal, meaning that Mu Yunhe's soul was malfunctioning.
This is the diviner's fatal flaw!
He wanted to force Mu Yunhe to use all his strength, because only in that way could he force Mu Yunhe to use his soul power, and only in that way could he take advantage of Mu Yunhe's weakness and illness to take his life! Luo Zhiheng was Mu Yunhe's weakness, so he deliberately stabbed Mu Yunhe in the heart, he didn't believe that Mu Yunhe wouldn't feel pain!
She felt the hurricane suddenly accelerate, and Luo Zhiheng's body scraped against the ground, as if she were falling from a great height at an accelerated speed. Her hair flew backward, her face was contorted in pain, and she was even about to step into the black mist.
Mu Yunhe's expression changed drastically. He really couldn't care less about hiding and suppressing his injuries. Suddenly, his body exploded, emitting a ball of white light. He was more dazzling than the brightest sun. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from his original spot and reappeared next to Luo Zhiheng, who was dozens of meters away.
He grabbed Luo Zhiheng by the back of her collar, lifted her up and held her protectively in his arms. With a low roar, as majestic and terrifying as a dragon's cry and a tiger's howl, he waved his large hand, and a strong shockwave formed a stream of air that visibly rushed into the black mist.
"Ah!" A painful groan came from within the fog. All the hurricanes suddenly stopped, and the black fog seemed to shrink considerably, even moving rapidly backward.
Mu Yunhe, carrying Luo Zhiheng, disappeared from the spot again, then reappeared dozens of meters behind them, his eyes and brows filled with barely suppressed murderous intent and trembling. He vigorously rubbed her pale face: "Are you alright?"
Luo Zhiheng felt dizzy and nauseous. She wanted to tell Mu Yunhe that she was in pain and that she had something to do, but she couldn't say that to him. She shook her head and forced a smile as she looked up. "I'm okay, I can still hold on. I didn't want to be a burden to you, but it seems I'm the trouble now."
Mu Yunhe, how come you have four heads? And they keep shaking? Ugh, my head hurts so much, Luo Zhiheng muttered, feeling so uncomfortable that she didn't know what to do, and just wanted to lie comfortably in Mu Yunhe's arms.
"Stop talking nonsense! You must leave here now. Little fox, come out and take your master away," Mu Yunhe whispered. But after calling for a long time, the little fox didn't appear. Mu Yunhe's eyes blazed with anger: "Where did that little beast go?"
Luo Zhiheng shook her head and said, "I told her to follow you, but she's gone?"
"You useless beast, more trouble than you're worth!" Mu Yunhe cursed under his breath. He had long known that foxes were cunning by nature, cowardly, and extremely selfish; this one must have known the danger and disappeared somewhere.
Luo Zhiheng glanced behind Mu Yunhe and said, "Don't be angry. Even if she were here, she might not be able to help. I'm fine. I'll just stand far away. You focus on dealing with that bastard."
The issue now isn't where the little fox went, but rather how to deal with the person behind them who's gradually gathering black mist again. That guy seems indestructible.
"Who exactly is he? How can he stand up to you?" Luo Zhiheng asked in shock.
"It's not a human, it's a great demon king!" Mu Yunhe turned back to look at the increasingly dark and worried figure, and said with a solemn expression.
"The Great Demon King? What the hell?" Luo Zhiheng was completely bewildered. What kind of world was this? There were priests, who claimed to be messengers of the gods, and a demon king, who said he wasn't even human. Was this a world overrun by demons and monsters? How amazing.
"There's no time to explain now. We can't let him gather those protective mists again, or it'll be even harder to deal with. You're injured too, so listen to me and leave quickly. I can handle things here." Mu Yunhe instructed Luo Zhiheng before flying swiftly towards the great demon king. 17893844
Luo Zhiheng was indeed injured. That great demon king could even fight against Mu Yunhe, so seriously injuring her was no problem at all. She clutched her chest, feeling even more dizzy. The fighting ahead was extremely intense. She vaguely looked up and saw what seemed to be a bright light flashing in the west. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that there was also thick black smoke.
Luo Zhiheng leaned against the wall and looked around. That spot seemed to be her house, so why was there smoke and fire coming from there? Just as she was wondering, she heard the sound of horses galloping towards her. She turned around warily and saw Qin Sheng and the others. Luo Zhiheng's eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition suddenly arose.
"Why are you here?" she asked.
Qin Sheng quickly dismounted and, seeing that her face looked unusually pale, immediately said, "Huo Yun, come quickly and see what's wrong with the girl?"
Luo Zhiheng brushed away Madam Huoyun's hand and said coldly, "Why are you here? Where is my wet nurse? Where are my Qiwan? Where are they?"
Qin Sheng said with a guilty expression, "I failed to protect your home. Luo Ningshuang forced Chunnuan to abort her child in the courtyard, threatening to kill her otherwise. Bai Mingyue intervened and severely beat Luo Ningshuang. Luo Ningshuang then went berserk and set the courtyard on fire. I don't know how she did it, but she managed to trap those people inside. The fire has almost destroyed everything, and it's spreading to other courtyards. The wet nurse is leading people to put out the fire. She was worried about you and begged me to come see you. Don't worry, the fire will definitely be brought under control. There are many people helping to put out the fire."
Luo Zhiheng listened in a daze, and after a long while, she gritted her teeth and cursed, "A scourge! She really is a scourge! And her? Is Luo Ningshuang dead? She's the one who should have been burned alive!"
Qin Sheng nodded, carefully observing Luo Zhiheng's expression. After all, it was her own sister who had died. Did she really not care? Qin Sheng said gently, "Don't worry. We can't be sure of anything yet, but with the inside burned like that, I'm afraid... the chances of survival are slim."
Luo Zhiheng was silent for a moment; she truly didn't know what to say. As the saying goes, what goes around comes around. Luo Ningshuang had always been too wicked. Although she deserved to die, she was still a daughter of the Luo family. To die in her own family at this time in this way—Luo Zhiheng really didn't know how to react.
Luo Ningshuang was such a wicked person. She wanted to kill Luo Ningshuang so badly, but she still spared Luo Ningshuang's life. Now Luo Ningshuang has killed herself. What is this? Is this karma, reaping what you sow?
Luo Zhiheng felt her head throb even more; things were getting more chaotic than before! There was a powerful enemy to deal with here, and now chaos was erupting in the rear—how did everything happen at once?
However, at that very moment, an even more shocking and horrifying scene unfolded.
Numerous cracks appeared on the ground, and a chilling aura rose from beneath their feet. Luo Zhiheng and the others stared at the ground, their pupils constricting at the cracks.
"What is this?" Luo Zhiheng exclaimed in disbelief.
"Aheng, run! Qin Sheng, take Aheng and run!" Mu Yunhe's voice came from afar, filled with unprecedented panic and urgent rage.
Luo Zhiheng felt a chill run down her spine, immediately realizing that these things were related to that great demon king.
She gripped her sword tightly, preparing to deal with what was beneath her feet, but her wrist was grabbed by the Qin Saint: "What are you doing?" 150.
"Come with me!" Qin Sheng's face was quite ugly, and it even looked a little bluish. He grabbed Luo Zhiheng and dragged her away.
"No! I can't leave now. I'm worried about Yunhe being alone." Luo Zhiheng said, waving away Qin Sheng's hand, but she didn't approach Mu Yunhe. She didn't want to be a burden to Mu Yunhe.
“But you’re completely useless here and will only distract him. Besides, you’re already injured, and even if you force yourself to stay, you won’t last long. Only when you are safe and sound can he focus on completely eliminating these dark forces,” the Qin Saint said irritably.
"Do you know what these things are?" Luo Zhiheng had just asked when she heard a muffled thud. She looked up and saw Mu Yunhe's body being attacked by the black mist and slammed into the city wall. The force was so great that it even made a big hole in the city wall.
"Yunhe!" Luo Zhiheng felt her heart clench violently, and without thinking, she took a step forward. Qin Sheng couldn't stop her and could only follow.
Mu Yunhe turned around and saw her running towards him, along with the thing whose head had already emerged from the ground. His face turned grim, and he roared anxiously in his heart, "Take her away!!"
"She can't escape! Messengers of hell, devour all the food you see! Destroy!" The Great Demon King's sinister voice seemed to be filled with joy as it rang out eerily, followed by screams and roars that rose and fell from the ground, throwing the entire imperial city into chaos.
"Divination priest, I will show you that this world will be ruled by demons just like everyone else, and priests will only perish! Hehehe." The Great Demon King laughed sinisterly, "Aren't you, divination priest, also a defeated opponent under my command?"
"How arrogant you are!" Mu Yunhe took flight once more, his hair becoming disheveled in a flash, but this only added a touch of wild beauty to his appearance. His eyebrows were almost upside down, and anger and holiness intertwined and overlapped around him.
"Arrogant? I am indeed arrogant! I don't just want the Mu Dynasty, but also the Western Barbarians, the South, and even the East. I will unify the world. Then this world will be mine. What are you, Mu Yunhe? You ungrateful wretch. Today I will show you how my demon generals devour human bodies and destroy human civilization!" The Great Demon King laughed wildly, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the cracks in the ground rapidly split open. The things that had already appeared seemed to be demons crawling out of the abyss of hell, struggling to emerge.
"If you were a diviner in your prime, I might have been a little wary, but as you are now, I don't even consider you a threat. If you want to live, you can no longer use your soul power, otherwise, all your meridians will rupture, your body will shatter, and you will die. Even your soul will be scattered. Your Excellency, am I right?" The Great Demon King said with a sinister smile, a mixture of provocation and contempt.
He was certainly arrogant, but this arrogance was given to him by Mu Yunhe. When he finally tested Mu Yunhe's strength, he really wanted to laugh loudly three times. Mu Yunhe, Mu Yunhe, this is heaven helping me. No matter whether you use your soul power today or not, you will die. If you kill him, won't this world still belong to me?
Moreover, he was certain that Mu Yunhe would not use his soul power. Who would be foolish enough to give up their life for a group of unrelated people? Or give up their lover?
Mu Yunhe's face was more ashen than ever before. He truly could not use his soul power anymore; if he did, the consequences would be dire. But without using his soul power, he could not kill the Great Demon King, and the world would truly descend into carnage.
Luo Zhiheng didn't hear the Great Demon King's words because she was startled by the things that suddenly blocked her way. Those things were tall and disgusting, dark and hideous, walking towards them with bared teeth and claws. And they weren't just here. As soon as they appeared, people's miserable screams were heard.
Looking up suddenly, I saw the soldiers on the city wall running around in a panic, like headless flies. Some of them had their necks bitten off by this terrifying thing and fell straight down from the high city wall, their brains splattering and their bodies shattered instantly!
Luo Zhiheng gasped as a stench assaulted her nostrils. Without hesitation, she swung her battle blade, but this time she was dumbfounded. Her usually invincible blade seemed to have met its match. The strike only managed to tear the monster's skin open, but it didn't completely cleave it. Moreover, the monster only paused briefly before continuing to walk towards her, even faster than before.
"How could this be?" she exclaimed, backing away several steps.
Suddenly, a force shot out from beside them and struck the monster that Luo Zhiheng had slashed. The monster immediately collapsed to the ground, and its body shattered into countless pieces before disappearing completely.
"The Qin Saint?" Luo Zhiheng turned to look at him, somewhat surprised. The Qin Saint could handle these things: "Please stay and help Yun He. He really can't handle it alone..."
Qin Sheng said solemnly, "In this situation, you can't leave even if you want to. But if you want to leave, you are the legitimate grandson of the Silver Moon Kingdom. You can't risk your life here. Also, if you use your battle sword to cut through these filthy things completely, they will disappear automatically."
"Then let the soldiers on the city wall do the same!"
"They're no match for you. Do you think just anyone can possess the sword in your hand? It was left behind by the God of War, so it's naturally extraordinary. Even if other things are shattered, these monsters will remain intact. I will fight my way through these monsters. You should leave now; I'll stay and help you." The Qin Saint was no longer acting like a disrespectful elder; his seriousness left no room for refusal.
Luo Zhiheng hesitated, but then she saw monsters lining both sides of the road. They easily broke into houses, and screams and cries for help echoed from one village after another. Luo Zhiheng didn't think too much; she repeatedly swung her sword at the monsters. One strike, two strikes, until she was exhausted.
Seeing this, Qin Sheng could only protect her and join the battle. However, these monsters seemed endless; as soon as they eliminated a few, more would appear. Luo Zhiheng was already injured and was now exhausted. In a moment of carelessness, she was struck heavily by the hard monster, fell to the ground, spitting blood, and truly could not get up again.
Luo Zhiheng slammed her eyes shut. She never spoke ill of someone who was ignorant, arrogant, and overconfident. She was self-aware; she knew what she should and shouldn't do. But today, the dark feeling of impending doom lingered over her, refusing to dissipate. She felt that if she left this place today, if she left Mu Yunhe, she would truly never return. She didn't want to be superstitious, but if she could be possessed by a ghost, what else couldn't happen? She didn't want to leave Mu Yunhe, not even just to watch him from behind.
She was breathing heavily, and the smell of her own blood filled her nostrils. She had never been so disheveled. She felt dizzy, and the Qin Saint was fighting. All she could hear was a chaotic sound. She struggled, and when she opened her eyes again, she looked towards Mu Yunhe, only to find that Mu Yunhe was also looking at her.
Despite the great distance between them, the couple gazed at each other from afar, yet they could see heartache, worry, struggle, and despair in each other's eyes.
They are not truly heartless people. With a formidable enemy at hand, they cannot abandon others for personal feelings. They are not saviors and may not be able to completely save others, but they have the ability to save those in the present. To see them and not help, to ignore them, is something they absolutely cannot do.
Luo Zhiheng knew Mu Yunhe's heart; he wanted her to leave, but how could she really leave at a time like this?
Seeing Luo Zhiheng fall to the ground, Mu Yunhe felt as if his entire body was being torn apart by pain. He was a diviner, and his responsibility prevented him from abandoning these people. Even if his soul were to perish, he was not afraid. However, he couldn't bear to part with the woman who had given him a second chance at life. If his soul were truly scattered, if he could no longer protect her, if he were to end his life today, they would have no future, no hope. Would she blame him?
Mu Yunhe couldn't get the answer he wanted because he couldn't bring himself to ask. He still couldn't bear to think about the scene of Luo Zhiheng crying hysterically and saying that she only had him. Even just thinking about it would make his heart ache. He vowed never to let her suffer like that again, but today, would he have to break his promise?
Finally, the instant Luo Zhiheng collapsed to the ground, Mu Yunhe's body emitted a faint light, which gradually intensified and remained so. He hovered above the corpses, and amidst all the filth, he remained noble and holy, a figure too sacred to be profaned. The compassion and sorrow in his eyes, and the regret that they hadn't had time to plan for the future, flowed silently across the battlefield, which was almost reduced to ruins.
He had made his choice; he couldn't be so selfish as to abandon the innocent lives of the Mu Dynasty. Nor could he bear to see Luo Zhiheng die before his eyes. He knew that today he could save this dynasty, countless people here, and the woman he loved most, but ultimately he would also have to betray the woman he loved most…
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