Chapter 594 – I Will Fight This Battle for Him (I) (1/2)

Chapter 594 - I Will Fight This Battle for Him (I)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Chen Changsheng collapsed.

His eyes were tightly shut and he was already unconscious. He collapsed with decisiveness, like a tree on a hilltop blown over by the wind, like a mountain being shaken apart, like the undermining of the earth.

Guan Bai was already in front of him, his sword also there. Seeing Chen Changsheng collapse, his face revealed shock and confusion, yet it was already impossible for him to halt the sword in his hands. This sword represented the will of the Heavenly Dao. Even though the sword was in his hands, he was no longer its master.

Just what had occurred? Why had Chen Changsheng suddenly collapsed?

These questions had just appeared in the minds of the crowd, so no one had time to prevent the coming tragic consequence. Because no one could have imagined that the moment after he broke into Star Condensation and shocked the entire crowd, he would fall into such a strange situation.

Gou Hanshi believed that even if Chen Changsheng was not Guan Bai's match, he would at least be able to receive one attack. This was because he understood Chen Changsheng. If he did not have enough confidence, he would not have taken that first step.

Zhexiu and Tang Thirty-Six were even more confident in Chen Changsheng. They even groundlessly believed that Chen Changsheng would be able to defeat Guan Bai's Heavenly Dao Sword despite the fact that no one was optimistic about his chances.

Mao Qiuyu had the greatest understanding of the Heavenly Dao Sword and knew that the user would not be able to call it back once it was unleashed. He was sure that Chen Changsheng would lose, but how could he have expected that Chen Changsheng would not be able to raise his sword or even move?

This thought hadn't even occurred to them, so who would have the ability to so quickly respond in such a short time?

Only the Elder of Heavenly Secrets could change all this. He knew beforehand that Chen Changsheng's body had a hidden illness. Although he was not sure when this hidden illness would break out, he knew that it was somehow related to cultivation. From the moment Chen Changsheng broke into Star Condensation, his brow had been constantly creased as he placed his focus on the platform. Moreover, as an expert of the Divine Domain, he had enough ability to display a powerful enough technique in this small sliver of time. And yet…his incomparably elderly and wrinkled hand still rested on the handrest, faintly trembling, veins barely visible. He still remained on the high platform with no intention of acting.

Could it be that just after Chen Changsheng broke into Star Condensation and should be in high spirits and receiving the cheers of the crowd, he would just inexplicably die like this under the Heavenly Dao Sword?

The crowd was stunned, their confused emotions finally transforming into real sounds that left their mouths. Just as cries of surprise began to emerge from the crowd, they were instantly suppressed by the howling wind.

A pair of pure white wings pressed against the air with nigh unimaginable speed, stirring up a violent gale.

The layers of curtains on the high platform were instantly torn into countless pieces as a stream of light shot out. The speed of that figure was far too frightening and only a scant few people present could faintly make out two lines of pure white, but nobody could clearly make out those two pure white wings using their unimaginable speed to beat against the air, stirring a violent gale and bringing that figure howling forward!

That stream of light arrived in front of Chen Changsheng.

The Heavenly Dao Sword descended.

A light burst forth like a firework, containing within it countless masterly sword intents, countless exquisite sword styles, but only one extremely unyielding and divine will.

The Sword of Great Light!

Boom!

The waters of the Heaven Lake were jolted off its surface like a waterfall flowing in reverse. The stone platform fiercely trembled as if an earthquake was occurring. Pieces of gravel flew madly about, pervading the entire scene and causing the sun to grow extremely dim.

The dust eventually settled, revealing the scene.

Guan Bai's left lapel now bore an extremely fine cut, but there was no blood. Holding his sword and with a perplexed expression, with no idea what was going on, he looked forward in a daze.

His gaze fell on the ground. A massive hole had appeared on the stone platform.

This hole was much deeper than the depression Chen Changsheng had caused when he was condensing his star, and it was filled with gravel.

Xu Yourong stood at the bottom of this hole, her hand holding the temple sword and her face pale.

Splash! She vomited blood.