Chapter 571 – A Lake Many Years in the Future (1/2)

Chapter 571 - A Lake Many Years in the Future

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Whether discussing power or status, this battle between the Demon Lord and the White Emperor was well-qualified to be placed on par with the three battles from one thousand years ago.

Rather regretfully, this battle did not have any spectators.

Back then, Zhou Dufu's battle with Chen Xuanba also had no spectators, but afterwards, Zhou Dufu had narrated the details of the battle many times. In an extraordinarily rare sight, Zhou Dufu did not attempt to conceal his admiration for Chen Xuanba and even clearly stated that he wanted to proclaim to the world just how amazing Chen Xuanba was.

As for this battle, afterwards, neither the Demon Lord nor the White Emperor spoke of it, so no one knew of the particulars.

No one even knew the result of this battle.

The entire world only knew that after that day, a massive crater appeared in the snowy plains to the north of Mount Han. The crater in the snowy plain was around thirty zhang deep and ten-odd li in circumference. If one stood in the crater and looked around, one would still feel like they were on a plain.

This was the trace left behind by this battle that was the most difficult to obliterate, and also the most direct descriptor of the intensity this battle had reached.

The extent of this battle's influence was even greater. Seventy li away in the north plains was a forest of evergreen trees. Afterwards, hunters of the demon race that were familiar with the area were never able to find the slightest trace of this forest again. Moreover, a camp of the demon army's wolf cavalry concealed in this forest also strangely disappeared.

The world seventy li away had been destroyed, so the snowy plains at the center of the battle did not even need to be discussed.

No living beings could be found at the bottom of the vast crater, only the once incomparably firm stones now crushed into a fine powder. No corpses could be found either—those snow foxes, monsters, and even smaller animals had already vanished without a trace. Only by digging deep into the gravel could perhaps a few bloodstains be found.

The most frightening of all was the unimaginably scalding smoke left over from the battle, which rose from the crater like some star had once fallen there.

Such a scalding crater naturally could not accumulate any snow. When the snowflakes fell, the snow would melt into water, gradually forming thin brooklets, then streams, and finally lakes. With the incessant wind and snow, the surface of the water continuously rose even after many years. Thus, in the snowy plains to the north of Mount Han, a blue lake appeared that would never freeze for years upon years.

Just like the Heaven Lake at the peak of Mount Han.

Of course, this was a matter many years in the future. As for the present, almost nobody knew that a crater had suddenly appeared to the north of Mount Han and that it would become a lake in the following years. Even fewer people knew that this was because a battle had taken place there. Naturally, nobody knew about this battle's final result.

This battle only had three spectators.

After the conclusion of this battle, two of these spectators walked out of the wind and snow.

Walking in the front was a middle-aged Daoist, his appearance very ordinary. Walking behind was a youth, his appearance very unusual. He was lame, a crutch under his armpit. His black hair hanging over his eyes blocked off half his face. It was precisely those two that had vanished from Xining Village and were henceforth never found, Daoist Ji and…Yu Ren.

The White Emperor gazed at Daoist Ji and slowly nodded his head.

Daoist Ji slightly bent his body forward in return.

The White Emperor glanced at Yu Ren, then turned and vanished into the snowstorm.

Daoist Ji quietly gazed north, then he took Yu Ren and disappeared into the snowstorm in the opposite direction.

From beginning to end, nobody spoke.

Several hundred li to the north, in the snowy plains, Black Robe put away his somewhat broken-down metal plate and gazed south.

The howling wind lifted the lower corner of his hood, revealing the lower half of his face.

His face did not have the slightest emotion. Paired with the faint greenish hue on his skin, it seemed particularly strange and frightening. Yet by just looking at a small part of his face, even if it was just the mouth and lower jaw, one would still feel that this person was very beautiful. To make a strange face engender feelings of beauty, just how beautiful was the face itself?

Not long after Daoist Ji and Yu Ren disappeared into the snow, he pulled down his hood and began walking north into the snowstorm.

He had not gotten close to the snowy plains around Xuelao City when he was blocked by an enormous shadow.